I’ve Found the BOOTS, now where are the BONES?

Okay, so I am making time to blog right now…..I have at least a million other things I SHOULD be doing, but I have so much blog material overflowing my brain that if I just take the time to get it OUT, I may have time to do some of those other things. IT ALL STARTED, when I lost the boots. How does one lose an entire pair of BOOTS that one just purchased as the main Christmas gift for one’s daughter? But alas, they were lost. I spent the entire Saturday before Christmas turning the HOUSE upside down looking for those boots, doing the necessary cleaning as I went along. I combed our 4 stories counting the attic bedroom TOP to BOTTOM. I found lots of other stuff I wasn’t looking for, like little bird poop deposits from the bird who got into our house the week before, (I hid in the basement until my neighbor Linda showed up with her husband’s fishing net, and then her husband later scooped the bird up and took it out for us….I thought it was a BAT, that’s why I was hiding in the basement but that’s another story altogether) BUT how HAPPY one is to FIND the poop BEFORE the Christmas house guest, my dear friend Annette found it…..Annette and I have so much in common, but having a kitchen floor you could EAT OFF OF is NOT one of those things……so imagine my delight that I found the poop before she did!! :):):):) In case you haven’t guessed from reading the above, it is not I who has the floor you could eat off of!! Okay- so back to the boots, I did NOT find them and I finally came to the conclusion I would have to buy another pair, but since we haven’t switched gifts with Rebekah and Jon yet, I won’t need to. 🙂 Read on…..They (bekah and jon) went to Chicago for Christmas, so our two Christmas guests this year were Annette Horton, our friend from AIM days…..AND of course, the beloved and angelic Moseley, Bekah and Jon’s golden retriever. We usually make both dogs sleep in our bedroom at night, but Moseley has had an inflamed knee and when he protested climbing the stairs earlier that day, we decided we would trust him to sleep all curled up on the living room rug where he looked so compfy. The first night was uneventful, he slept soundly and no mischief was he up to. 🙂 🙂 Now to back up a little, after ALL my shopping was done and the gifts were tucked under the tree, I remembered that in my haste and thoughtlessness, there were no gifts for Luca and Mosley. Another of a myriad of last minute trips to Kroegers was in store….so off I went with Annette, one more time. It soon became apparent that everyone else in Miamisburg had the same problem as the dog toy selection was pretty pathetic. I ended up with two very interesting looking toys, they had a stuffed tiger head with a huge rope hanging out of his mouth with a ball on the end of it……not exactly cute, but it was the only one that had two the same, and everyone knows you can’t play favorites even if you do love your own dog the best……Moseley is our KID too when he’s here and we treat them equally. I found two roast beef bones, and off we went. I wrapped these also and put them under the tree. I remember thinking at the last minute, roast beef bones under the tree…..hmmmmm, not smart and I THINK I took those BONES and put them in a safe place, but ALAS, I still cannot remember where. (okay, so I just wiped out my favorite card, DARN IT! – there will be more then one post today cuz it’s one of my favs and I am going to go and add it later…..Will I EVER learn how to do this right???????????????)Back to the bones……..The next morning, which happened to be Christmas, I vaguely remember being awoken from dream land with Keith whispering, HEY, DO YOU HEAR THAT?? And I was like, yeh, someones opening our gifts…..in my head,,,,but I was in that strange land of dream world where you know you need to wake up and DO SOMETHING but your brain and your body aren’t on the same page……gosh, gee, sounds like the noise of ripped paper,……KEITH bounded up in his boxers, and got to the door and realized he was in his boxers and we had a female house guest so he stops to get dressed, but me, upon fully waking up, I ran to the top of the stairs in my UNDERWEAR and yelled, very loudly, MOSELEY- BAD BOY – NO – STOP -WHATEVER….and then I bounded DOWN the stairs in my undies and chased him away, he sort of slinked off toward the living room, and then I saw it, he had that stupid tiger head with the bouncing ball on it hanging out of his mouth…..and he sheepishly sat down on the living room carpet and I just lost it laughing. About 1/2 of the gifts were deposited all over the floor, but he had found what he was looking for. Most of what he unwrapped were gifts for my coworkers, we had a gift exchange yesterday and some of the YANKEE candle boxes had Moseley bites taken out of them but the contents were in tact. Okay – so NOW, the question is….and the question remains……did I put those bones in a nice safe place…….or had I put them under the tree after all and then if so, did Moseley devour them paper and all like he did the three chocolates that were in my coworkers gift? (Moseley is living proof that chocolate, dark, or milk, with nuts or without does NOT kill dogs) AND – the final part of this story is this………when I bent over to pick up my coworkers gifts that were strewn all over the dining room floor, there to my utter amazement, tucked away on a DR chair under the table, were those elusive BOOTS – in a nice safe place. I had LOOKED under the dining room table for those BOOTS at LEAST 10 times on the Saturday before Christmas…..but upon investigating I discovered that if you walked into the DR and looked under the table at just the natural angle……the rungs of one chair blocked out the boots and you never saw them at all!! They were hiding there so I had to at least be grateful to Moseley for something in that whole charade!! And that is how we started Christmas morning…. which they say is boring without children, so if you have no children left at home and life and Christmas has turned boring…..I suggest two large golden retrievers to keep you young!! Keith was able to make it home for Christmas, a bonus that we did not expect and really, the best Christmas gift of all and one that this trucking job has taught me I will NEVER take for granted again…….and it was wonderful having Annette here all weekend and catching up with her……we got to talk to some grandmas, my sister, and all four kids on Christmas which was a real bonus…….had a nice long conversation with the Davis family in Kenya and mostly what I heard was they anticipate coming home in July instead of August, YIPPEE….and we talked to Tovah who sounds more and more like a little lady and we at least heard Lami cry, Talked to Mike and Jenna and Layla – Layla is 2,1/2 but talks like a 20 year old….and told me all about the “pitcher mommy bought for daddy where all the guys had their hands in the air and gramma, they are freakin out!” (which was actually a picture of the RED SOX winning the WORLD SERIES……We talked to Bethany and Brian who were on the way to get Madyson and Chloe, and spent their CHRISTMAS weekend looking at houses and they now plan to close on a townhouse on Jan 17th…..and we also chatted with Bekah a bit as well in Chicago with Jon’s parents….All in all a happy Christmas, cuz at least we live in a world where when we can’t BE together we can at least TALK together……and we thank our GOD for that!! Hope you all had a very Merry Christmas and a HAPPY NEW YEAR in store!! I guess for me, I will always wonder if the bones are in a nice safe place, and if so will they turn up one of these days and make Luca’s day!! Now, I am off to add the card I wiped out and maybe a couple more too! 🙂

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  • Denise ~ Paper Ponderings
    December 29, 2007

    Hilarious! Oh my…I can’t even imagine and I have FOUR kids!! Anyway, loved the story, glad you found the boots…did the bones ever show up? I’d really like to have more info on the cards. They’re stunning. Some details???

  • Karen Barber
    December 29, 2007

    Denise- I emailed you privately- did you get it?? Karen B.

  • Penny
    December 30, 2007

    So funny ROFL!! Yes, where ARE the bones??

    Love , love , love the aqua card by the way!

  • Cindy Lawrence
    December 30, 2007

    Hahahahaha…tooooo funny! Hope you found the bones!

    LOVE LOVE LOVE all the card samples too! Gorgeous dahling! 🙂

  • Anonymous
    December 30, 2007

    Oh, Karen, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE reading your blogs and seeing your beautiful, creative, inspiring cards!!! DO have a blessed New Year and thanks for thinking of us back here in the East.

  • Anonymous
    December 31, 2007

    I’m so glad that I’m not the only one who “tucks things away somewhere safe” and then promptly forgets where that “safe place” is! ;( Been there – done that, more times then I care to remember! This is way too funny & way too familiar, sure hope you find the bones soon.;)
    P.S. More then once out of pure desperation I’d say. “Lord. please help me find it”….. Sheesh! Never dreamed that as I would get older I’d need to rely on the Lord for my memory as well! lol Can’t wait to hear the end result of “The Mystery on the Missing Bones!”

  • Anonymous
    January 2, 2008

    Loved reading this real life story. I’ve not lost any bones, but sure put plenty of other things “away” and forgot where. Been there done that a bunch. TFS.


  • Gail Binette
    January 3, 2008

    These designs are stunning. Sorry you are feeling the blues though.

  • Anonymous
    January 12, 2008

    Hey mom? You’re a really good writer. What we do without our fun Moseley and Luka stories? I love you.

  • Anonymous
    January 28, 2008

    Karen – your cards are outrageously gorgeous and your story fabulously funny! Thank you for sharing it…I can see why Claire wanted to become a demo with you for an example…if I weren’t INKy already, I’d want to sign up to make your cards!!! Hope youdon;t mind if I pretty much case all of em! LOL

  • Anonymous
    May 4, 2008

    How DO you use a brayer like this? I have tried for so long to get smooth, artistic quality like this and all I get is lines and ridges. Your work is beautiful