December 10, 2012

• Weekend Delight

  

  I got to rock these shoes with a silvery lace dress on Saturday night, at a very ritzy holiday party with the Mr.

  The party took place here:

  

  and in several ballrooms in the same locale. When we arrived via that grand staircase, I kept waiting for someone to announce me with a trumpet blare. Alas, this did not occur. We spent the night at the hotel, while the kids were safe and sound at home with their grandmother. Delightful, for sure.

  On Sunday, there was a delightful ending to a story that began the day before. On Saturday, the Mr. and our son were walking home from an outing in the neighborhood when the boy spotted something shiny in the grass on a nearby corner. (Little boys are amazing that way — they can see something shiny and desirable from a mile away, but cannot find their shoes when they are standing beside them in the hallway.)

  Upon closer investigation, my family members determined the shiny thing to be an iPod touch. It was in rough condition — soaking wet and covered by a case that had been chewed up by some other creature attracted to lost electronic devices.

  The guys brought the iPod home and put it in a bag filled with rice, to dry out the device before turning it on to check it for signs of life and owner identification. Our 9 year old boy, who has an iPod touch on his Christmas list, did not ask if he could keep the iPod. He knew that wouldn’t be right. 

  Sunday afternoon, the Mr. pressed the power button and the iPod came back to life. After a few minutes clicking around on the device, the Mr. e-mailed the owner and received a phone call back from the young man. He lives right around the corner and was quite pleased to get his iPod back, even without the case.

  Our son learned the outcome of the story when he came home from a friend’s house. He was pleased to hear that the owner got back his very own shiny thing. 

  

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