Good Stuff on TV Tonight

Watching Fennica vs Kayaktivists vs the cop boats. We need popcorn! This is getting entertaining!

HOLY HECK

JEREMY AND MELANIE GOT THE HOUSE ACROSS THE STREET!!!!

On July 20 we saw a "For Rent" sign go up in the front yard of a house across the street - like, right across the street - and I said to Melanie, "You should call the number. We could be neighbors! Haha!" 

Well, she did, and now they will be. What are the odds??

HOOOOOOORAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!

Awww

I received my first jury summons today. I have to start calling the jury member hotline on August 21. Woot!

Meanwhile, on my cell phone, I'm still getting texts for Taylor. Today's her birthday. Happy Birthday Tay!

WATCH MY HEAD SPIN AROUND

Brian: You sound.....tired.
Me: (demonic voice) WHAT DO YOU MEAN

This is half of an actual conversation. He is always very sweet (cautious?) about the times he calls me and I'm obviously overwrought. 

Calm Down, Garden Girl

Mowed the neglected back lawn, came in covered in grass and weeds, and took a shower. Next thought: "I should weed the beds." 

Monkey. Monkee-eey.

So we have a stuffed monkey that has a recording of a "monkey" going "Hooo hoo hoo, ha ha ha" that Po immediately latched onto when he began his stay with us. Melanie hates it. She got a little tired of his incessant "Mommy, look at this monkey" antics this evening and started tossing the monkey around just to get it away from her. I picked it up, threw it backwards and ended up knocking her in the back of the head with it. Pretty funny.

Quote of the evening: "IT'S LIKE YOU'VE NEVER THROWN A MONKEY BEFORE"

Boxed!

Catness

My kitchen is clean! Quick, everybody drop in!!

Because no one ever drops in, usually, unless things are a gigantic horrible mess that you haven't touched for days.

Maybe that's just me. :)

So, the new ward Relief Society is fun

Went to a potluck tonight with the ward Relief Society. Sandy P of Old Ward fame picked me up and we spent the evening chowing on wonderful foods with our ward ladies. Bethany N, another Old Ward sweetheart, moved into our ward about a year ago, and she hung out with us as well. Looks like we'll be okay in this new ward, as much as it's total poop that we had to leave the old one. I'm grateful to have some ready-made friends in place.

RIP Charlotte

Charlotte the minivan is not only merely dead, she's really most sincerely dead. Poor old girl, her transmission is gone, and on Saturday morning she started locking her doors by herself (weirdo). Looks like it's car shopping time. Poop!!

The door-locking thing is actually kind of funny. I went outside Saturday morning and lounged on Roz's red bench by our front door, just enjoying the nice weather, when I heard the locks going off, over and over again. I went over to inspect, thinking perhaps a hobo was inside and playing with the door locks, but no, it was Charlotte herself.  

Since she still runs and moves, we drove her over to a transmission place we had been referred to and received the fateful call today - Charlotte's transmission is dead, dead, dead and fixing it would cost more than she is worth (as blasphemous as that sounds). So we picked her up and brought her home. DOUBLE POOP.

We've had her paid off for some time and I'm not looking forward to having a car payment again, but there you have it. You can't always get what you want. She lasted a good long time. 

Farewell, old friend. You were a bouncy legend. 

I have to share my closet with a BOY again.

But what a boy he is. 

Later in the day, we received an email from Horrible H****'s Husband about the, ahem, gift we left for them in our former home. Hubby wrote them a scathing yet diplomatic email. I was enthralled. "Ed. You sounded like Dirty Harry just then."

*swoon*

It Happened.

Trek is over and the move is almost finished. I've been dreading this little bit of time for months and now it's over.

If I could move, I'd be doing my happy dance.