Sunday, March 4th . . .

My mother came over to pick me up to do a little shopping. When she arrived she had a manilla envelope full of cell phone records. She wanted Joe to look through them to see when she could upgrade.

So mom and I left while Joe was still on the phone with Sprint. When I returned home that afternoon, I picked up the papers which were laying on the desk and put them back in the envelope and then safely placed it in the couple inches in between our microwave and the wall. Or so I thought.

When we returned home from grocery shopping that evening, this is what we found. . .

Awesome.

Hope mom didn't need any of that.