Something funny happened as the Thanksgiving games were winding down for the evening...the couch started ringing! Of the 6 of us there, all of us claimed it was NOT our phone. Since Toni had 2, but had left, I sent him a text message to see if he had both of them. He didn't reply.
It took a while for it to dawn on me (maybe it was the red wine?)...wait a second...if his phone is the one in the couch...maybe he didn't get the message....ah ha! So I called him instead, and sure enough, the couch started ringing.
What makes this blog-worthy, you might be asking? Why not reach in, pull it out, and return it? Well, it was the extraction process. Apparently Andrew & Timi's couch is very high-tech with all sorts of secret compartments inside. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.
First, Carl tries conventional methods. Then, he goes at it from above while my dad tries to get it from the floor. Soon, it becomes clear that more drastic measures are necessary. (I might add, here, that if my couch was unexpectedly lifted up, it would definitely NOT be this clean underneath!)
Finally, the Nelson men celebrate victory!