phoneless...

I love having a phone. Its good for keeping in touch via texting and talking. Its great for taking pictures and of course for keeping track of time. Sadly, my life with a cell phone ended last night when I was at a great place called FRIGHTMARES LAGOON. We were enjoying the whole day. It was perfect. 65 degrees. With my favorite people. All the great fun, great rides, great haunted houses, great shows, great company, great day/night came to end when we went on this ride for the 7th time. This is wicked. It was my favorite ride until it ruined my life. My phone was placed gently in my pocket for this crazy fun ride and when we walked off, it was gone. gone. gone. When we went back to see if the workers had found it, we were greeted by the 13 year old employees who had been searching the grounds for lost goods. They found many other treasures but not my poor beautiful phone. They went to "search" again but these 13 year olds were more busy flirting with eachother than finding my phone. Its ok. Life moves on. But life with my bubble gum pink motorolla phone as we know it, is over. Goodbye phone.