Stinking Keys!

Ask me how play practice went .... go ahead ... ask me!
Well since you asked ... I don't know ... because I DIDN'T GET TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was all ready and heading out the door, but couldn't find my keys. I always put them in one of two places ... my purse or on a holder by the door.
Nada, no where. I searched and searched. Even looked in my purse several times.
Bobby was visiting the hospital in Nashville and he couldn't get home in time to let me use his keys, so very humbly I had to call Sis. Amy to let her know that I wouldn't be there.
I was bummed!
When Bobby got home I decided I would go get groceries because, well, we like to eat.
I went to take my ipod out of my purse and it jingled! Wrapped up in my ipod armband was my KEYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In my purse the whole time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I tried to think of anyway I could blame it on Bobby, but I can't figure out a way! (Although I am still trying!)