A little Coke Classic, mixed with Reese's Pieces, candy cane and Cheetos. Abby was actually drinking it. It just proves that she has no discernment when it comes to sugar. She likes it all.
Mr. Man getting a much needed Sunday nap.I liked this whole "Christmas on Sunday" business. Our meeting starts at 9, and we told the kids they could open their stockings before church, but we had to wait till after to open presents. Also, they had to be ready for church before they touched their stockings. I've never seen them get ready so fast! It was a good deal.
Our meeting was great. Sarah played a flute obbligato to Silent Night while the congregation sang. That's my favorite Christmas song. It was really nice to worship on Christmas. It brought a good feeling to our hearts as we headed home to rip open our presents.
Jacob missed the whole "present opening" bonanza. He was sleeping so soundly when we got home from church, that we just left him to dream. I love shopping for a -1 year old. All I spent on my boy was $6.49.
Abigail has been our best toy-playing kid yet. It's nice, because I feel like it's money well spent when we get toys for her. One of her toys was a play cash register, complete with fake food and a working intercom. I overheard a conversation between Kate and Abby as they played with the register. It went something like this:
Kate: (of course, she was in charge of pushing the buttons and ringing up the groceries) That will be $32 please. I need your money.
Abby: NO!!
Kate: Mam, I need you to pay me your money, or I won't give you your groceries.
Abby: NO!!
Kate: (speaking into intercom) SECURITY!!! Come to check stand 1 please!
I told Neal not to buy me any gifts because I'm the proud owner to a new van and dryer. Neal ignored me and bought me a new 12" non-stick frying pan, some socks, perfume, and a steering wheel cover. He couldn't believe that I would be satisfied with a dryer. He just doesn't understand that this gal, with a fondness for laundry, is giddy for the new dryer.
I really needed that steering wheel cover because the previous owner of the van must have splashed after shave on his face and hands every morning before he drove to work. When I drive the van, it makes my hands smell like nasty Brut. It's pretty gross. I tried several cleaning products and procedures on the steering wheel, but it still transferred man smell to my hands. Hopefully the steering wheel cover works. I guess that's a consequence of buying a used car.
But, another consequence is what you might find in said "used car." When I was pulling out the drink holder (my diet coke cozy), I heard the jingle-jangle of change. I couldn't figure out where it was coming from, till I found the secret change compartment. There was $5 in quarters hidden in that thing! Then, we were driving down to Eugene, and I was fiddling with the secret sunglasses compartment, and I found some sexy new sunglasses! I needed new sunglasses because I recently misplaced mine. I love life's little free surprises!
3 comments:
New van, dryer, sunglasses, a balloon AND 5 bucks!? sounds like a good deal to me! Sean is in MAJOR need of a new vehicle as well. His lesbian truck (96 Ford Ranger) is about ready to die!
I think I bought Phoebe 1 present for her first 2 christmas'. It was awesome.
Jacob is adorable. Makes me want a boy. But a toddler. And one that someone else with birth. Maybe, someday... eh, probably not.
The first car lot employees to go in a recession are the detailers... Five years ago, that $5 would have been long since pocketed by a zit-faced teenager working for minimum wage. When I bought my car at the end of 2008, the salesman had to go wash the car while we were doing the paperwork...the dealership was out of business by the end of '09. But their loss is your gain!! And you look stellar in the shades.
Maybe Brut is the new, new car smell!
How often have your girls witnessed a freak out at the check out that they know security needed to be called! You may have been happy w/just a dumb dryer but he is a smart man to get your more. Good Man!
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