It's still missing.
After about twelve hours (once she calmed down) she asked the members of her household if they had seen her massager. Here were their responses:
Daughter #1: What are you talking about?
Daughter #2: Ma, the one time I saw that thing and asked you what it was you flipped out on me and I haven't seen it since.
Husband: You still have that?
We know that it didn't grow legs and walk out the door. She says she has never taken it out of her bedroom. "Where would I take it? It's not like we're dating ... yet." LOL
Maybe it slipped down between the headboard and the wall or its tangled up in the sheets somewhere. I don't friggin' know.
Good news: Upon discovering that his wife still entertained her battery-operated friend on occasion, her husband decided to give her some of the real thing. Yay!!
What is meant to be will be
