I Once Was Lost, But Now Am Found

It's true. Except I wasn't lost, my little blue ipod was. Remember when we talked about that? If not, go here for a refresher.

So, the ipod has been found.

This morning I was furiously cleaning my humble little abode and felt the need to pull my hair back to keep it out of the way. I could find no big hair elastics in my girls' hairdo box that is traditionally kept downstairs in my pots and pans cupboard. (gross, I know. But totally convenient.) And I was not about to climb the stairs and mess up my cleaning groove just to pull my hair back, so I opted for the green bandanna that had been used as a blindfold on Monday night during middle daughters ingenious FHE activity. (she created a pin-the-nose-on-the-canine game that was simply brilliant, thus the need for a blindfold.)

I fashioned an Aunt Jemima-style do-wrap, which was also brilliant. I have never used the Aunt Jemima wrap to this point in my life, but having done so today, I believe I shall do it more often. Loved it. No stray hairs, no hairs tight that are impossible to be found and no worries. Adored it.

I wore the bandanna all day. Even to pick up oldest daughter from school. And she immediately asked what I had done with my hair the second she jumped in the car.

Later in the afternoon I had cause to run some errands and opted for the more traditional pony tail. So once more I retreated to the pot cupboard- just in case I had overlooked a ponytail holder.

In that pots and pans cupboard I found a container, far back in the shadows that appeared to contain some ribbons. Curious, I reached for it and began rummaging through the mess of hair adornments. And- Jackpot! I found a ponytail holder!

Lying on the bottom of the container was a blue coin purse that I vaguely recognized. At first I assumed it to be one of my daughters' little treasures. And then I turned it over, recalled the familiar beading and a flood of memory came rushing back to me.

It was my long-lost ipod case that I had purchased for 97 cents at Wal-Mart especially to house the all-important gadget. And inside, was my little ipod, with the earbuds delicately wrapped up and secured.

And now, I have two little Mp3 players (3, if you count the additional one the husband purchased because they were such a good deal), courtesy of the husband.

I always knew my little original ipod would be found.

I just never thought to check the pots and pans cupboard. Because we don't usually keep ipots in that cupboard. (yep, I meant ipots)