I lost my Father-in-law’s key to his car that I’ve been borrowing. Yikes! I felt like a real idiot. I thought I knew where it was, but nope! I guess that’s what you get for carrying a key in your pocket. Oops. Luckily I was able to get a spare made at Canadian Tire today and all is well. I didn’t get in trouble (lol), but a couple jokes were cracked which I can take. You know what they say, “Don’t cry over spilt milk.”
