So. Here is my funny black purse story.
Well. You can decide if it is funny.
I needed my phone to take a picture of a special picture at the wake. Janet had my phone/camera in her purse. Her black purse. Both Cindy and Janet have black purses. Janet said her purse was on the couch, over there.
So I made my way to the couch and sat down to root thru her purse. There were two of them sitting there so I picked up the first one and dug around for a bit. I didn't see my wallet and keys so I set it down and grabbed the next one. I picked this one up and set it on my lap and procedded to dig thru it.
Nope. It was not in here either.
It was then that I spotted two purses on a chair about 15 feet from me.
I gently set the black purse down that I was holding and went over to the chair...
I peeked inside and found my phone.
I was digging thru the wrong purses.
Can you imagine!?!?