Lost Stuff

I swear my husband would lose his head if it wasn't attached.  Every morning we go through the same routine.  We look for his cell phone.  We can't find is keys.  Where is his coat?  I call him the bag man because he collects bags and stores his stuff in them.  He also loves clothes with pockets so then we are trying to remember what he wore two days ago which was the last time he had his phone.  If anyone has any suggestions I would appreciate them.  He is a sweetheart even if he drives me crazy every morning.

Early Riser

I have always been an early riser.  I see people on TV wake up with the sun in their face and I wonder how do they do that.  I am awake hours before the sun rises.  This morning I woke up at 3am and started reciting "Twas the night before Christmas" in my head.  I could only get as far as "Then what to my wondering eyes should appear but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer" .  Then I started thinking about the fact that they were tiny reindeer and wondered how tiny were they?  I mean I've been to Santa's Village and the reindeer weren't tiny.  When Gramma got run over by a reindeer I don't think it was tiny.  Ah the magic of Christmas.  Well to all you early risers out there I salute you with my morning cup of tea.  Have a blessed day.