It's been over 48 hours since my cell-phone was "misplaced." I'd like to believe it was stolen and mistreated by one of the many children that recently spent Saturday at the home of my parents. But...let's be honest. It probly just fell out of my pocket and is only about 3 feet away from me, but since it's not in plain sight, how would I know?! Since I'm ridiculously OCD and only have ONE place for all my possessions-I don't even have a place to look for the dang contraption.
Anyway, I didn't really care until JUST now. You'd think I'd be worried about all the calls I'm not getting from my non-existent boyfriend. But really-it's no big deal. He can just leave a message.
Nope. The reason I'm finally bugged, is cuz my favorite made-for-TV movie is on and I can't text my old roommate or my funny cousin to tell them and I KNOW they'd love it! It's Lucky 7. With Kimberly Williams-Paisley and Patrick Dempsey. And for the record, I fully liked Patrick before he got annoyingly famous from that lame-o TV show. Way before. Like, Can't Buy Me Love before. And PS-Brad Paisly is way better than Patrick.
If you haven't seen Lucky 7---turn on your local Lifetime channel, cuz odds are they will be showing it lots for the next couple days. That's how they roll.