Last night I was bemoaning my lack of observational skills while watching Alias at the Cutlers’ house. Several times during the show I’d ask questions to clarify confusing plot issues or tangly dialogue. On a commercial break, while getting snacks from the kitchen, Jeremy was surprised that Julie knew exactly what glass he wanted to use (when you don’t have hands, it makes a difference what type of drinking vessel you use!). Truly, I could’ve had someone over to my house for years without “noticing” their preferred glass. My observational skills are lacking. Largest proof yet???

My beloved front porch rocking chair—yes, the very blue one in the background of the photo.

I noticed the lack of chair on Friday while checking my mailbox. Of course, I wanted to report such an extravagant loss (okay, maybe extravagant isn’t the proper word) to the police, but my husband wisely said not to. Since Friday I’ve been disgusted with this act of theft. This morning, out of random interest in the digital photos I’ve taken over the past year, I opened iPhoto to peruse my files. And behold, what did I find? Pictures of my front porch during a beautiful snowfall on December 11, and… no rocking chair.

So now I’m laughing at myself. Still a little bummed about the chair, but apparently it’s nothing new!