I hate safe places! What are they safe from? Apparently, they're safe from ever being found again. Choosing a "safe place" never seems grounded in logic or by following a rational thought process. At least not in this household. I remember once we put our bike lock keys in a safe place, only to be lost forever. Were they hanging with all our other various keys? Of course not, that wouldn't be safe.
Well, now something far more precious has been swallowed up by the safety of a black hole. My Stars on Ice ticket!!! I distinctly remember taking the card and saying to myself "I must put this somewhere safe". I only realized it was missing today because - get ready for EXTREME dorkiness - I was going to take a picture of it. Yes, I'm that lame. I was taking photos of my birthday flowers, balloons and other gifts. So of course I went into a frenzy, searching high and low for it, unable to find so much as a clue as to its enigmatic whereabouts.
Curses to safe places!!!