Thursday, September 16, 2010

Garbled Noises

It is a rare evening in this house when Tim goes up to bed before me. Tonight was one of those nights and while I was finishing up a few things on the computer I heard some noise that sounded suspiciously like a toy whose batteries were on their last legs and it was crying out in a last ditch effort to not be forgotten about.

After I'd finished up a few things and it continued to make noise, I started on "the hunt". Looking in bathroom cabinets, coat closets, hidden corners of the house to shut the thing up before we passed our for the evening and I. COULD. NOT. FIND. IT.

Deciding that maybe I was hearing it from the wrong direction I decided to go all the way up to my office and that's when I clearly heard that it was coming from our bedroom. Oh yes, apparently the hubs found some new game on his iPhone and was not in fact asleep at all.


  1. HA! That's hilarious! Dean's grandma brought him a talking grill when we met them at the lake and it talked in the trunk of our car the whole way home.

  2. @ Jen: I feel ya on the talking trunk toys. We have those at Christmas time on our 6 hour trip back home. Heh.

    @ Mike: Something to do with killing birds? I'll ask.


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