Yesterday, Mark and I were waiting in the van for Henry to get out of school.
Mark was playing with my garage door opener, and it was nowhere to be found once we finally got home.
We went straight from school to my parents' house for Henry's piano lesson, then when we got home, we had to go in the front door because I couldn't find the opener.
Of course, it rained all day long today so parking outside of the garage was a big pitb.
This evening, I finally found the dang opener in the pocket on the back of the passenger seat.
I don't really remember all that I had up on my walls in college. There was an Anne Geddes something (sunflowers), and a picture called "Genesis" that had this sort of cosmic hall landscape that was really interesting. I think I might've had some M.C. Escher, too.