Lost and Found

Last night we went to a Vietnamese place to eat with Cory and Kristen--and another couple that will never read this, so we won't put in their names. It was fun (besides my slight allergic reaction later), but we accidentally left our camera there. We've been panicking ever since, but finally Brady talked to the manager, and they got it for us. (As a side note, we spent most of our time smiling and nodding, acting like we could hear the conversation. Karen got tired of saying "What?" and finally just started pretending. We've all been there. Quit judging! hehe)

We sure like living here near Cory and Kristen. Karen loves the kids she watches, and Brady is learning a lot in his job. We're trying hard to "see it all" while we are here, since we don't think we can ever afford to live here.

We just watched the Napolean Dynamite dancing sequence. Why is that show so embarrasingly funny? It's a mystery, but you just can't finish the end without thinking that life is good. Very good. (And without singing the wedding song in your dreams that night. Anyone else have Man from Snowy River music accompianing your sheep?)

Well, we aren't very funny so it's time to say good night. We'll get some pics up as soon as we reclaim our camera tomorrow.