A couple of weeks ago, my son’s daycare teacher sent home a sheet of poster board with each family. The aim was to get everyone to put some family photos on it and make it look nice and cheerful for the classroom. Fair enough.
Because I shoot digital and it takes me FOREVER to get my photos developed, I knew I’d have to put the poster board in a safe place where it wouldn’t get all bent and dinged up before I had a chance to do my thing.
Well, I can tell you that I put that poster board in a very safe place. So safe, in fact, that I CAN’T REMEMBER WHERE THE HELL IT IS!!!!
Why, oh why, does my brain desert me like this? Is there a pill I can take for this? Please do tell.