Murphy's Law strikes again!

So, as some know, Ella got into my purse a few weeks ago, and scattered the contents of my wallet all around the basement. I found all my credit cards, my store cards, discount cards, and other random pieces of plastic. I even located my cash, all three dollars of it, stuffed in the track of the treadmill - but I could not find my driver's license. I looked for it for almost three weeks, before I went to the DMV at 6:45 AM and stood in line for 45 minutes to pay $18 dollars for a new horrible driver's license picture. I actually liked my old picture - I think it's actually one of my better pictures in general. 

Anyway, two days later, I was sitting in our recliner with Lear while Ella was napping, and he suddenly held up his hand with a triumphant giggle - and in his hand was my license. Two days later! I was so frustrated! It was stuffed in the teeny tiny gap between the back of the chair and the cushion on the back of the chair. I LOOKED in that chair - I even tipped it over and checked through the mechanism underneath to see if it got caught in there. That little, adorable, sweet, enchanting, FRUSTRATING girl! Isn't it just Murphy's Law that two days after I paid $18 and had a horrible picture taken at 7:45 AM we find the silly thing? 

By the way, I'm not using that new license with the horrible picture. My old one is good until 2012, so I'll use that one and file away the new one until the next time that Ella hides my license. Which might be next week.