Easter-time Lost and Found

All of you who have been asked repeatedly - "Are you sure you haven't seen my camera?" have a reprieve.

I have spent the past several days in frustration because I could not locate the wonderful digital camera Bob got me a couple of years ago. I missed it around Easter. By the time we went to Alexis’ birthday party Saturday, I had about decided that I must have left it some place or other. Bob and I had both looked high and low and behind this and under that and couldn’t think of another place to check for the third or eighth time.

I brought it over at Alyssa’s on Good Friday with food for our Easter dinner. I used those black re-usable Fred Meyer shopping bags to haul the food, and had put my purse, camera, and some other things I was delivering in one, too.

I didn’t take the camera out of the bag but that didn’t stop me from asking Alyssa (and everyone else) more than once, if she had seen it. Remembering that once, a long time ago, I could not find a camera, I even asked my grandkids if they had seen it. No luck there.

That camera finally showed up. I had just gotten it on Easter – for an early Birthday gift. It was the wonder-camera of the day with tiny 110 film – and I knew there was about half a roll left. We picked Caleb up a week later. The camera disappeared soon after. The film was all used up when it showed up again. The question of what happened to it was solved when we developed the film. Little Miss Toni, always quick to figure things out was then about 20 months old. She took her own pictures of our new puppy, Caleb, his dog food - and of herself. (By the way, I have been looking for her self-portrait and cannot locate it. If anyone knows where it is, please share.)

Since I had emptied the rest of the grocery bags in the kitchen, that was where I thought it must be, but couldn’t find it anyplace. The bags had been folded and put back in the car. The camera was not on the counters or floor, in cupboards or drawers, nor on shelves – not hiding on chairs under the table, either.

I quit looking. I spent this afternoon calling all of the stores I could think I may have been in and even changed from asking about my ‘misplaced’ to my ‘lost’ camera.

I gave up and started cleaning up. Bob and I have been under the weather since Easter and things had accumulated. Tonight after supper, I tackled the pile of old papers that had been mounting up on the table since then. After a while, I looked up on the table and there, sitting in the middle of the table, was the camera. Whew!!!!