Somebody Stole the Wreath!

If you look back to the post entitled "Aren't we cute?" you will notice a wreath in the picture. That wreath had been hanging on our apartment door since before I got back from Senegal. Megan, my roomie, had been threatening for months to take it off. I just really liked it where it was. It was getting kind of brown and dry but I thought the color went well with our door. No one else around here had a wreath hanging on their door. It was special.

But then...the other day I left our apartment to go for a bike ride and when I got back, GONE! The wreath was gone! Megan was here "studying" so she says. I looked everywhere for it. The garbage, BBQ, the bushes...it was nowhere to be found. I was devastated. How could she have done such a thing? She kept saying, "I didn't get rid of it." But where could it be?

The next day I went to take my car to the shop (it was making awful screeching sounds). It was parked way up on the road above our apartments. When I got up there to it, what do ya know...the wreath was attached to the front of my car. :) It was funny.