Since none of you showed up to help me stack wood, I did it myself (
I did have a job this weekend! I worked at the concession stand for the football team. Let me say this. Concession food isn't for the faint of heart. Literally. Health food it ain't. But I had a blast working there anyway.
So son #1 and I needed to go to the eyeglass place. After 11 1/2 months of faithful use, the frames had simply had enough and broke. We had been in there about five minutes when another couple came in. 'Does anyone in here have the gray Honda out front?'. My immediate thought.... this isn't going to be good. They are not calling out for the owner because they admire the styling or want to know where to buy one for themselves. Um. Yes? It is ours. They proceed to tell me the van was just hit by a driver leaving the lot and she drove away. But! They had her license plate number. So the police were called. Accident reports written. And then after all that was accomplished, I called the Chairman. I didn't want him to have a stroke until the details were finalized. An hour later, the local police department called to say they found her (no valid license), and she was unaware that she hit my van. *sigh*. I think a citation or two was issued. And now I have a nice scrape on my van's rear to show for it. The silver lining is that the eyeglass lady felt so sorry for the situation that she gave son #1 a free replacement frame after hearing of the accident.
I'm embracing fall this year. Don't ask me why. I remember leaving our fall annual privilege as a kid and looking sadly out the window at dry corn fields thinking that all joy was over. Now comes cold, dreary winter with blizzards and snow and dark and school. Well actually, it was the truth. But this year (so far anyway), I've enjoyed donning my fleece and slippers and making pumpkin bread. Please don't remind me of this post come mid-February.
Simba is still nearly averaging one mouse/day with a collar/bell around his neck. I'm thinking once we take that off he should get two/day without the noise distraction... He's gotta earn his keep you know.
And finally. This comic made me smile yesterday. You see, I have an irreverent niece that has always liked to wiggle the back flap of skin on my arm and say, 'lunch lady arms'. Apologies to any of you that work in the educational food service area.