You're F'ing Kidding Me.

So, last night, Ian goes to take the kids to swimming lessons. A moment after he goes outside, he comes back in, finds me in the bedroom getting into my workout clothes, and he throws something at me.

My keys.

Apparently, they were on the passenger seat in the van all along. I swear, I looked there. Twice.

Jeeeez.

Well, on the plus side - BENIGN, eh? Whew.

Here's some hilarious pictures to celebrate. Yes, that last one is being saved for his wedding ;)