Wayne, Bogie and I flew to our winter home and welcomed the New Year here in Florida.  I enjoyed the long flight as it gave me uninterrupted knitting time.  I worked on a pair of fingerless gloves for my daughter that were originally intended as a Christmas gift.  I finished one glove and showed it off to Wayne and the flight attendant and anyone else whose interest I could attract.  Unfortunately, I left the yarn on board the plane.  I was upset but got little sympathy from my husband who said, “Want to call 9-1-1?”  Well, it just so happened that my husband inadvertently left his cell phone on the same flight.  It’s brand new.  He’d only turned it on once. When he told me, I smiled sweetly and said, “Want to call 9-1-1?”