We had a key crisis a couple of days before Christmas.
What's a key crisis, you ask?
That's when I lose my keys (not just misplace them) and I descend into a full hyperventilating panic. See, that's one of my many charms...I can hold it together really well in major crises, but when little things go wrong and screw up my plans, I'm a firebreathing lunatic mass of exposed nerve endings. My mother-in-law and I tore apart her house and my car (with a flashlight, because OF COURSE it was dark out. What fun is losing your keys in broad daylight?). She finally convinced me that we weren't going to find them, and she drove us all home. When my husband got home, he went over there with the spare set and came home with my car about an hour later...having NOT found the keys. (I was kind of glad about that, because he left the house with an insufferable there-goes-the-drama-queen-again smirk and if he'd found them, he'd have been unfit to live with. Assuming I didn't kill him. But I digress)
So next day (the day of the White House visit), I found my keys, wedged in the grate just below the windshield.
Woomp, there they is.
A little embarrassing, and it got my son started again on the subject of The Buxton Organizer. He's fascinated with order by mail products advertised on TV...he wants me to buy the Betty Crocker Cake Decorating Kit, the craft-lady cutter tool that makes all kinds of fancy paper cuts (because "cutting a straight line with scissors? NEARLY IMPOSSIBLE!"), and the Vidalia slicer (kind of 2007 combination of a Salad Shooter and a Ginsu knife). If he's watching TV, he'll come find me in the kitchen and physically drag me to watch these commercials, because he's so touchingly convinced that the quality of my life will be dramatically improved if I buy these miracle products. "See Mommy, it has a HOOK for your keys, so you can NEVER LOSE THEM! And a FLASHLIGHT! And a spot for your phone so you won't have to get mad and throw stuff when it rings and you can't find it and you get really mad and say that word that you tell me not to repeat! See?"
I have no idea what word he is referring to. Ahem.