Sunday, November 29, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Tis the Season
A neighbor gave me her Christmas tree that was still new in the box. I was so excited I put it up today. I know. I know. Thanksgiving is tomorrow. Anyways, we were in the middle of decorating and Dresden was right behind us undecorating it.
Since I have had kids, I have yet to have a tree that stays decorated. I usually redecorate the tree every day. Well, a stroke of genius hit me. There must be a way to keep it decorated. Okay, most of you probably started doing this the day that your kids or cats or whatever started undecorating your tree. But I tend to catch on a little slow. I thought about keeping each ornament on with a twist tie. So now all the ornaments are secured on. We will see how long my tree stays decorated.
Since I have had kids, I have yet to have a tree that stays decorated. I usually redecorate the tree every day. Well, a stroke of genius hit me. There must be a way to keep it decorated. Okay, most of you probably started doing this the day that your kids or cats or whatever started undecorating your tree. But I tend to catch on a little slow. I thought about keeping each ornament on with a twist tie. So now all the ornaments are secured on. We will see how long my tree stays decorated.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Many Thanks
Firstly, I want to give a big shout out to Brenda McMillian for seeing our car hood up and stopping to give me a ride to work. That was incredibly sweet. When I grow up, I want to be like Brenda.
Second, I want to thank Lydia for taking me to work and picking me up from work this week.
Last week Don was on his way home from work and his gas tank went from 1/4 a tank to zero. The truck stopped in the middle of the freeway right in a construction zone, 2 lanes no less. He jumped out of the truck and ran to the nearest gas station. A tow truck just happened to be there at the same time. The police had just called her over the radio about our truck that was blocking one of the two lanes. She offered to drive Don back to the car. The police were not happy when he got back to the truck. They had flares. They were diverting traffic. They let Don know that they were going to "have a little talk" as soon as they got him off the next exit.
Don took his little gas can and started putting in the gas. The gas went in the truck and right out the bottom. Everyone stared in amazement and a big puddle formed right under the truck. The cops decided that they didn't need the little talk with Don after all and they just did their best to stay out of the way of the tow truck driver. Don made it home and we parked the truck in the garage.
Luckily we still had the Galaxy for Don to drive. The transmission was going out, but it was still drivable. I use past tense here because on Saturday, the transmission on the Galaxy completely died. Don broke down on his way home from work. So we towed it home the next morning.
We are down to one car. I am not sure how we are going to work it out because we have two opposite schedules. But luckily Lydia has offered to drive me this week. Then we have a week off of school.
Second, I want to thank Lydia for taking me to work and picking me up from work this week.
Last week Don was on his way home from work and his gas tank went from 1/4 a tank to zero. The truck stopped in the middle of the freeway right in a construction zone, 2 lanes no less. He jumped out of the truck and ran to the nearest gas station. A tow truck just happened to be there at the same time. The police had just called her over the radio about our truck that was blocking one of the two lanes. She offered to drive Don back to the car. The police were not happy when he got back to the truck. They had flares. They were diverting traffic. They let Don know that they were going to "have a little talk" as soon as they got him off the next exit.
Don took his little gas can and started putting in the gas. The gas went in the truck and right out the bottom. Everyone stared in amazement and a big puddle formed right under the truck. The cops decided that they didn't need the little talk with Don after all and they just did their best to stay out of the way of the tow truck driver. Don made it home and we parked the truck in the garage.
Luckily we still had the Galaxy for Don to drive. The transmission was going out, but it was still drivable. I use past tense here because on Saturday, the transmission on the Galaxy completely died. Don broke down on his way home from work. So we towed it home the next morning.
We are down to one car. I am not sure how we are going to work it out because we have two opposite schedules. But luckily Lydia has offered to drive me this week. Then we have a week off of school.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
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