Oh, oh!

My trip to the States was amazing, Canada Customs was most accommodating, and while I was in Watertown, I visited Sam's Club and bought some groceries, including a large box of Good Humour frozen treats. Well, I thought I might like one of those frozen treats as a little snacky poo. So, I get one out of the freezer, unwrap it, and a new customer comes in....I put the treat down somewhere, a very safe and logical place, I'm sure, and look after the customer. And forget about said ice cream treat. it's about two hours later, and I can't remember where I put it. So somewhere in my little shop is a puddle of melted vanilla ice cream with chocolate coating. I checked that all the yarn bins are free from ice cream contamination, the books aren't in jeopardy, but where is the darned thing. You'd think I'd find the stick at least.

I have to find it before Mr Knits gets back from Belleville. He already thinks I'm scatterbrained - he doesn't have to know how truly scatterbrained I am!