Stupid, stupid, stupid!

I love puzzles. Most of the time. Unfortunately, they also have the not-so-amazing ability to make me look and feel like a complete idiot. For instance, my brother and I were starting a puzzle recently. You know how you usually start by digging out the border pieces? Well, we'd gotten quite a few of them put together when suddenly, we realized "Hey! Where are the corner pieces?"

Always, always, always take a good look at the picture on the box. Obviously, neither Scott or I did this because it took us awhile to get the fact that - you guessed it - it's a circle puzzle. Oval, actually, but that's not the point. In my defense, though, Scott didn't realize this either.

Yeah, yeah, shut up! We have seen the error of our ways and have come to accept that possibly, we need brain transplants. And no, Melifany, you cannot perform the surgery, so stop sharpening your scalpels. (Nice alliteration, huh?)