Thursday, October 04, 2007

MISSING: Green Soccer Jersey

Corin's soccer jersey is missing. Not just missing, but gone. The trolls have taken it far away. Why am I blogging about it? Because it's driving me nuts! I noticed that it was not in the laundry on Sunday and so I started looking it for it then. No big deal, his game is a week away. Monday I still couldn't find it, and started looking in less obvious places. Tuesday, Quinn and I moved couches and looked under the piano (don't ask me how it couldv'e gotten under the piano). I just sat and thought of all the places it could be. Tuesday night I woke up in the middle of the night (wide awake) and thought: "it's in some clothes that I washed". So Wednesday morning, I went through all the drawers in the house and took out clothes to see if it had somehow gotten dried in somebody's jeans or something. Nothing. I also have, by now, virtually torn the whole house upside down and shaken it. I sent the head guy over kids' soccer an e-mail, asking if there were extra jerseys. Yeah, so that he can think, "okay, lady, it's just one jersey, how did you lose that?". I haven't heard back from him yet. I have spent FOUR days looking for this thing. How can it be missing? I saw him take it off and throw it on the floor, where he was then instructed to take it to the hallway where laundry was waiting to be washed. We have grandparents coming to watch games and I've yet to take pictures of him with his team. My motherly righteousness is on the line! It is supposed to be clean, smelling of Tide and ready in his drawer by now.
This is not part of the October plan! I'm not supposed to spend days looking for a jersey, I'm supposed to be planning fun things to do! And I know what you're thinking. Calm down! It's not that big of a deal. Well, sure it's not, but it SO is. Especially since it is consuming 90% of my thoughts. WHERE IS IT? WHERE IS IT? WHERE IS IT?
What you are supposed to be imagining right now is me, standing on a table-coffee or dining- with my hair crazy and my fist in the air. I feel like I'm an old-time movie crazy lady. They always made them have big hair and crazy looking eyes. "I'm ready for my close-up,dahling." Okay, I'm getting down now.

If the trolls have brought this jersey to your house, please contact me. Otherwise, I guess I'll just have to get over it. That might not be a bad idea anyway.

11 comments:

Missy said...

For the love...it's just like the remote, the watch, and many other possesions that get lost when there is a two year old in the house...it is in fact in the trash...I'm sure of it.

heather said...

I think the trash is a good option and I know that if something is in the trash you need and realllly want you will go in and get it even if it is in another persons trash.

michelle said...

The same thing happened to us the other day. Chad had to wear a school t-shirt to his feild trip. I looked thru the drawers, washed all the laundry, and then started freaking out the night before the feild trip because I still couldn't find it. I actually started crying. I finally found it in the GI Joe box. I'll go look now to see if yours is in there too :)

Amy said...

Have you ever had a son flush something down the toilet??? I don't think there is anyway to check for that, you usually find out when the sewage backs up...uh,oh! Have you looked in between the mattresses or up against the bunkbed and wall. RObby used to throw his clothes around and they would end up hung in that neverland next to the wall until I changed sheets. Of course you better watch that ladder!

Paige M said...

So, did you remove the top of your washing machine????? Can't wait to hear that story.

Laura Leigh said...

Please, tell me you checked the trunk of the car! (Uh, isn't that where you found the last long-lost article of clothing.)

Laura Leigh said...

Please, tell me you checked the trunk of Quinn's car! (Uh, isn't that where you found the last long-lost article of clothing?)

Laura Leigh said...

OK, somehow, I did that twice. (Really, I mean't it emphatically!)

Marsha said...

Toy box? Bottom of the pool? I know, the giraffe is standing on it!

Jawan said...

Andrew got some new Crocs. After wearing them for a month, one went missing. We've yet to find it. I think child #2 was envious he didn't have Crocs of his own so he threw one of Andrew's in the trash. Andrew has enjoyed wearing one shoe to school and church for the past several months (joke). Maybe your son can be bare-chested in the picture.

Stace' said...

Paint his number on his chest and back!