We started the cooker and hoped that the weather would hold.
My initial thought was that she had just set it down someplace and it would quickly turn up. As I supervised and observed the cooking of the burgers, I could hear people inside the house asking questions like "Where did you last remember having it on?"
Pretty soon thereafter I saw my wife and daughter painstakingly looking through the trash in the kitchen. To no avail.
Later I observed people on the floor looking into every nook and cranny such as behind the refrigerator and other places where the ring could have escaped to.
The situation was starting to get really serious. My daughter had been responsible for making the burger patties, so the thought occurred that I might actually be cooking the ring. I looked rather closely as I turned the burgers over on the grill, but did not see any evidence. She had also been working on the baked beans so I spooned through the bowl a bit, again to no avail.
She was crying, Tyler was very supportive. But we were all starting to get a bit worried.
No! A lot worried.
But then again, it isn't the magic ring of power from Tolkien's "Lord of the Rings" It can't have a mind of its own. Or could it.
We decided to start eating and maybe somebody would chew into it and find it. Well, I'm kidding about that. Sort of.
After we had been eating for just a minute or two, my son went back into the kitchen to get something from the fridge and heard a little tinkling sound on the floor as he retrieved whatever it was he was getting out of the fridge.
Yeah, the darn ring was in the refrigerator on top of a packege of aragula. Darn good place to hide.My son, the hero of the day, getting hugged by may daughter after locating the missing ring.