that. one. time. at. the. mall.

Today I ventured to the mall with my dad and Noah. It was CRAZY busy and crowded. Almost annoyingly so, but we definitely enjoyed ourselves. We stopped at Starbucks to get hydrated (actually, to dehydrate ourselves, who am I kidding...) and stopped at a number of stores to look around for potential Christmas gifts. 

Well. In all of the hustle and bustle, I lost my phone. 

Yep. Yikes. 

I lost my iPhone somewhere in the mall. Now, I don't want to be all dramatic about this, because that would be silly and I'd sound quite ridiculous. However, the mere thought of some sneaky person walking around the mall with a stolen phone (because I traced my steps twice and it was nowhere to be found...) was a little heartbreaking. Just a little. I practiced in my head the "I'm so sorry" speech I'd recite to my husband to let him know the news. I had lost the not-very-cheap-to-buy-a-new-one phone...Ouch. It hurt just thinking about it.  

As I made my way down the mall for the final time, feeling defeated and a little sorry for myself, my dad and I decided to check the leather massage chair, where I had received a little 3 minute treat about 45 minutes prior. Nothing. 

Boo. 

Finally, I made a quick decision to not give up just yet and ask a lady standing behind a lottery counter

....which I later found out doubled as a security desk... I asked her about a missing phone, already assuming she'd say no and I'd be calling Dan in tears very soon. To my SHOCK, she started to ask details about the phone. I then got on my tippy toes to see if I could see her holding anything..... 

Sure enough, she handed me my cover-less iPhone (I know, don't lecture me, please) and stated that the baby on the lock screen was cute. To verify my identity I quickly pointed to Noah to let her know that the cute baby belonged to me :) 

The story? Someone had found the phone on the leather massage chairs about 100 feet away and returned it to her. In the crazy body bouncing those chairs provide, it slipped out of my pocket and into a little crack.

There is a lesson to be learned here, folks. DO get the 3 minute massage in the middle of the mall, because it was REALLY great. But DO check the seat afterwards for any missing items that may have escaped during the craziness.