My family knows that I have a habit of going home with things that don't belong to me such as can koozies and silverware. I don't mean to - I just forget to bring my own. It most often happens when we take the boat out - there is a whole compartment packed with koozies, and if I'm not finished with my beverage when we get home I take the koozie with me.
Two weekends ago I ended up with 4 koozies and one church key. If the term church key isn't familiar to you, it's simply a bottle opener with one sharp end and one square end, so you could open a can of evaporated milk for instance, or a beer. I use the beer end quite frequently.
So last weekend I put the koozies and the church key in a bag and delivered it to my family. My sister-in-law was beside herself, having already blamed my brother for the mysterious disappearance of the church key. I went right out and bought two of my own so it wouldn't happen again.
That night at the campfire, I put my cooler next to me with one of my new church keys on top. One of the toddlers visiting walked away with it unbeknownst to me.
My sister-in-law blurted out "you're a church key whore!" We giggled for awhile, then went back to the stillness of a campfire on a cold night.
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I had never heard that term before and then the next day at Mark & Suzanne's they used the term. Where have I been.
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