Products!!!

I need a product!!!

Someone hurt my product today!!!!

I gotta have a new one!

A new car, that is!

That man on the interstate was not paying attention. It was evening rush hour. I was doing just what I was supposed to do. He wasn't. Rearended me at 55/60 mph - or something like that.

God took care of me though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

For some reason, the other driver hit me slightly off center and angling to my left so my car was shoved to the right and I didn't hit the car in front of me. For some reason, no one in the lane to my right hit me while I was careening into that lane, swerving all over the place. For some reason, I had the judgement to try the accelerator and ease the car off the shoulder.

I left my rear bumper there but got the license plate off it. The trunk is collapsed. The back seat is shoved forward a bit. The gas cap is portruding out of the car instead of recessed behind its door.

I walked away but will be double-sore by Friday.

And, I do know the reason why all those wonderful things happen.

A car is a thing. I can get another thing.

Your angel was sure busy today! You have been truly blessed.

Automotive is on Aisle 9. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

Well, the whole needs assessment is overwhelming, even.

I'd rather have safety than a lot of other things. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Hey you can see my car on the internet!!!!! The once and former carriage

Poor little car, and how glad I am you're ok! The Princess says she's sorry that happened. Shopping for a new car is just no fun. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />

Grandpa must have been having a weird dream the other day. I woke him up to go to a birthday party for some friends of ours, we'll call them the Smiths.

GP: Who are the Smiths?
Me: You remember - they live right over by Mom.
GP: Are they the ones who used up all the grass?
Me: What do you mean?
GP: Well there were these people, and this grass, and the people used up all the grass.
Me: The Smiths didn't use up all the grass...

I still have no idea what he was talking about.

Right now my eyes are burning from the Dervish putting on too much stinkum and then lying down across my lap, which I made him do so he would leave the poor dog alone. Finally he is sleepy enough to send to bed without harrassing the beleaguered canine, and I am starting to breathe again.

Also, I got myself a wonderful low-level minimum wage flunky today, as Neaksis puts it. Her youngest, DS10, tried to kick her, so he got shipped off to Auntie Neak's Fabulous Work Training Program. Neaksis has such fun pointing out to him that, unlike many other quality training programs, Auntie Neak does not charge him for the privelege of training him to do low-level minimum wage flunky work, and he is very fortunate not to have to pay me to provide him with that most excellent service. (He is not amused.)

So I got a lot done today. Or, I should say WE got a lot done today. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Ok, I have a child I could send you.

I do accept your condolences. It is sweet of your princess to send her sympathies, too. I have had to car shop under duress before. I hate it. It is much more fun to car shop when it is not a crisis. I refuse to take on a car note.

When you get a new car, you get creamed by the insurance, too. It is a lose-lose situation.

AJ & Mr. C's Day

Mr. C plays the trucking game

A couple of photos from Canada.

Thanks for sharing. Mr C did wipe out, didn't he?

So much to catch up on <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />

Rella I am so sorry you had your car wrecked like that. It really is so darn inconvenient and it makes you want to scream... go ahead we're ok with it. I do hope you get another car very quickly with the minimum of fuss. I am very glad you did not get hurt <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> even if you are a bit sore and bruised. I will keep you in my prayers.
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Neak's chain gang lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> ... where was it when I needed it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> oh you were 15 with braces? no excuse.

Thats ok GP, I am sure they were using all the grass too! Don't worry about if you have no idea what he is on about just make sure you give him lots of hugs Neak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I mean I quite often have NO idea what Aussie is on about <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I just tell him 'thats sounds wonderful honey!" .... of course one of those times was when he talked about transferring to Special Forces so don't take my example as a smart thing to do! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Stinkum!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> what we mothers have to put up with!!!

Liz is sound asleep .... she was on her feet for 33 hours either at the ED... then home for a bit... then right back to the ED until some early hour this morning ... I made her promise not to drive home. Aussie & I picked up the car after mass this morning.

It's lunch time as Mikey wants 'thats with em's'... chicken and cheese sandwiches cut into triangles ... he doesn't like squares they are ick and taste icky .. didn't you KNOW that! Silly mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Tell her honey to rub that poor girl's feet when she wakes up!

Maybe you just don't understand about the sandwiches. When they are made, they taste awful, but by the time you cut them into triangles, all the icky tastes have fallen out.

Maybe they should consider some more southerly runs?

Lol, they are finished with the Great North for quite a while. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

I hope they make it home soon. Otherwise, you may never get them thawed out.

Don't think she won't try. Well, with one of them at least--poor Mr. C may be stuck doing his impersonation of a human popsicle for awhile longer. You know, it's the whole "take care of yourself before you take care of anyone else" philosophy...kinda like oxygen on airliners. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

t&l

This morning the Dervish found a crumpled, wet-then-dried mouse corpse on the kitchen floor.

Last night, I kept hearing a mouse chewing on Clancy's food, over on the far side of the kitchen. I told him a mouse was after his food and gave up when he was sniffing excitedly around all the wrong areas. A bit later there was a little scuffle over by the food dish, but I wasn't paying much attention.

Well, he caught the culprit and passed sentence all at once. Apparently dogs are pretty strict about the "no eating my food" rule.

I think the mice are getting a little desparate without the Dervish around to feed them all through the house with his steady stream of crumbs. (He is like Pigpen from Charlie Brown, only surrounded by a cloud of crumbs, not dust.)

Neeeeeeeeaksis, I want to borrow your cat!

Why not get your own?

Mayer eats cats. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> If he were tied up I would be able to borrow one long enough to do some good, but if it stayed I'd have to have a hole dug already.

hmmm. that would be a problem.