Today we have learnt a very valuable lesson......never throw the keys to the other half....just in case said other half doesn't catch them and they land somewhere????? in the pile of snow left by the snow plow.....

Just making a mental note to self !!!! ('caus thats the sort of thing i'd do...)

I learned years ago not to let my other half have the sole set of keys to anything. We were in this house for a year before I'd let her have a door key.

I have the spare car keys hidden. She's done well so far with only one set. If she ever got her hands on both sets, they'd both be lost within the hour.

Been there! Get a huge keyring so you can't lose them!

Bad idea. She'd be able to carry more keys. And lose them all in one go. Her personal best was a watch I bought her a few years back (an expensive watch at that). Three days, and that was when she noticed it was missing.

Hahahahah!!! I can visualize you digging around yesterday in the cold! I bet the air was blue...........

I recently surpassed myself in the losing things stakes (upto this point Mrs AX lead the field in our house but I digress) as I managed to lose my passport! Having booked a quick trip back to blighty prior to starting a new job I looked for my passport, and looked and looked for a day and a half before admitting defeat, cancelling the flight and arranging to start work a week earlier than planned!

So I had to get everything together and fire off an application to the British High Commission in Ottowa and hope to get a new passport shortly. Dont like being without it in case anything happens back home and I need to travel. Clearly is a case for becoming a dual national. That way I have two passports to lose!!

This reminds me of those keyrings that were a fad some years ago. The kind that played a tone if you whistled. More than useful in this kind of situation I'd have thought!

I managed to do something remarkably stupid with the car keys recently. I pulled into the parking lot at Loblaws and ran in to get something. I didn't need a coat as it was only fifty yards.

In the car were my autistic child and the dog so I left the radio on to amuse them, this meant leaving the keys in the ignition. As I left the car it crossed my mind that there was something I should do but I couldn't quite place what it was. Of course, when I came out, I found that the rocking child had elbowed the door lock button. They were in, I was out.

She who has keys was at the barn so I had to coax the disinterested child and dog toward the button. It was an hour of getting very cold and fearing the arrival of the Children's Aid before the elbow connected again.

Must have been a worrying hour. A friend of mine did something similar a couple of year ago back home only this time the child was a toddler, strapped into a child seat. The car keys got dropped into the boot whilst shopping was being put away. Resolution involved the fire brigade, a broken window and a lot of embarrasment!

Easily done. The first thing my brother did when he came to visit last year was lock the keys inside his hire car.

]Yes ...luckily enough it was Him that threw the keys......but of course it was my fault for not catching them..or for not hearing/seeing exactly where behind me they landed...well the air was blue ....He practically had steam coming out of his ears...and Corky as you know...... and i make no apology for this....i am a giggler ......and so was bent over double...hysterical.....further adding to hubbys frustration....the more he ranted......the more i laughed...the keys were found...by which time his fingers were as blue as the air....!!

Unless of course you are really angry at your other half and its the only thing you have in your hands!

second or third time I came to Canada my now mother in law let us borrow her car for a week while they went on vacation. First thing I did when I drove it over to their house to check on their house was lock the keys in the car. The only other people with a spare set were my in laws who were on vacation in a cottage somewhere in the middle of a lake. So I'm stood outside their locked house with a locked car on the opposite side of town to where I live and barely anyone in the area knows who I am. I had to find the one neighbour who knew me and get him to stand guard while I used a wire coat hanger to unlock thr=e door (luckily it was an old car with no moder security features). Last think I wanted was to get arrested as the dodgy English guy no one recognises trying to break into a car on a quiet residential street. That would have been me deported.

Same thing used to happen at my parents house, they have a yale lock so as soon as you shut the house door it't locked and frequently I'd be late for work and rush out and realise only after the door shuts that my house and car keys are inside the house still. Locked house and loacked car, no cell phone back then. Everyone else is at work. It's amazing how quickly you establish the weak points of your houses security to get back in.

hhhmmm..thats a good point.....especially as my romantic valentines dinners

was a burger at WENDYS.....

something tells me he hasn't quite got over yesterdays key/snow incident....

Imagine how p'd off he'd be if i throw the keys and they land somewhere?? in the snow tomorrow....HA!