|The blog is the reason that I have to take such random pictures. |
In the event you can't read it, the text reads "This notepad is not to leave this
house under any circumstance. Love, Mom"
The names have been blocked out to protect the guilty. The guilty, you may wonder, are both The Husband and Man-Child. Why they are guilty, you may wonder, is because EVERY. SINGLE. notepad that I have brought home has disappeared; due to one or the other needing a sheet of paper - yes, you read that right; A SINGLE SHEET OF PAPER - so they decided that the entire notebook was needed, so they would take it and run. Leaving me to scramble whenever *I* might need a single sheet of paper.
In sum, they seem to think that it is perfectly acceptable to abscond with household notebooks. At this point, I'm ready to raid both of their cars and rescue the "hostages" that I've witnessed languishing in their automotive prisons. The prisons where they have been ignored; once their initial usefulness expired.