Here I am with my niece. We are getting ready for her little brother's baptism last week. I was wearing a wonderful Irish woven shawl that my DH got for me at the Scottish Games. I love it!
After the baptism, I visited the church restroom, and before I "did my business", I took off my long shawl and draped it over the restroom door. Apparently, when my back was turned, the shawl was taken. When I realized it was gone, I rushed out and no one was in the room. I saw my DD out in the hallway and I laughed because I thought she'd played a little prank on me. But she hadn't. We both walked quickly around the church, searching, asking...no shawl. I was getting quite discouraged when my goddaughter found it in the church narthex, quite a distance from the restroom! Smiles, relief, but how did this happen? My favorite theory is that a child that was in the restroom when I first entered grabbed the shawl and trailed it like a favorite blankie to the narthex. Then her mommy saw it and put it on the table. Or my shawl crawled away by itself, trying to escape! :-) Anyway, I love a happy ending! And I've learned to never be so foolish with my possessions.
Happy Weekend all! I don't know about you, but I can't really believe that it's Thanksgiving next week! Wish I could slow down time....:-)