After all the hullabaloo I went through to get a new charger for my old and decrepit phone, I'm pretty sure I left it at the hotel this weekend. D'oh. I'd blame pregnancy brain, but I tend to do stuff like this a LOT. I've "lost" my checkcard under the seats in my car about twice a week, and before I started clipping my keys on my purse with a caribeaner, I probably spent at least 30 mins a day searching for them.
Also, I sucked at taking photos this weekend. Oops.