Saturday, June 03, 2006

Land of the Lost

I hate losing stuff. I have a couple of big sketchbooks that used to be under our bed in our old apartment. Since the move I haven't seen hide nor hair of them. I can't figure out how something that big could get lost. I mean, they're flat, but they're huge. It's not like they could be tucked away in a drawer or something. I kept things in those sketchbooks, like some homework and handouts from my calligraphy class at BYU, some cool printed papers from Korea, and a drawing of a dragon that my sister Betsey made for me. I searched for them again today with no luck. I was wanting to look through the calligraphy stuff and see if anything there might be useful. Bummer.

Kate has learned "noodles." She says "loo-loo."


Kristi said...

Helena- how maddening!! Maybe your sketchbooks are hiding out with our Kronk's New Groove Netflix that needs to be returned!

Mimi said...

Ugh. I'm sorry, hopefully they'll turn up. On our last move, we lost our tennis raquets, and we never found them (you'd think those would be hard to misplace).

Too cute about "Noo-noo"