If I had a hammer...

I am the proud owner of three can-openers. They are the old-fashioned, handcrank kind. I only use them a few times a week. Today I found that they had all disappeared. All three of them. In one day. I had to open the black beans with a bottle opener. I looked in every drawer and cupboard. No can openers. I asked Ty-no idea. I finally found one. It was in the backyard in the back of Tommy's favorite dump truck. When I asked Tommy about it I was informed that the dump truck had needed a new crane and ,"no, thank you," I could not have it back.

(photo by Sara Weihn)