Scene of the crime...

The story goes like this... I am doing my usual morning routine. I have Scout out of the kennel and we're walking to get the mail, letting him run around the yard, etc. In the mailbox I find the Boxes of checks I've been waiting for from Zions Bank that are linked to our main joint account, along with other bills and adds. I set all the mail on top of my car while I put Scout away in his kennel. I then go back in the house and forget about the mail. I drive to work (in the snow storm pictured above). I get to work, only to find the adds on top of my car. THE ADDS!!! Are you kidding me!?! Everything else has fallen off in the drive- the mail key, the bills, and most importantly all the new blank checks!!! I call Rick bawling and he gently tells me I have to go back and look for them. "I'll be late for work! I'll miss lunch!" Crying ensues. I drive home slowly- retracing my tracks in the snow. No luck. I get out and am pacing the driveway hoping they slid off at the beginning. No luck. A very guilty, suspicious looking older construction worker man drives by slowly looking at me. I immediately judge him and consider my checks already spent. He rolls down his window and tells me he found these boxes of checks and bills around the corner in the street in the snow and was looking for the address to return them to on the porch. IT'S A MIRACLE!!! Crying ensues again. I tell him I'm pregnant..I forgot... I left them on my car... I drove to work...I had to drive home... He taps my shoulder and says "Its ok, go back to work. WHAT A NICE MAN!! I drive back to work trying to wipe up my make-up when I stop on the intersection of Shepard Lane and see a glimmer of metal in the intersection- my mail key!!! I found it all.

Little baby boy White, I love you... but I think you are causing my brain some mental cramps! I'm a believer in pregnancy brain.