|From July 2011|
I am up at MMB. People seem to have opinions on this bad-boy. GO see! And check the comments!
We are partying like it's 1993 over here, people. Why? Because one of the doors on our van has a broken bit rending it useless. Remember when minivans only had one door? Remember? Yeah. Me too. I'm living it. I dearly, DEARLY miss the other door. 1993 was a rough year.
Between Spencer slicing his back open and Ezra having a double ear infection much of our time and energy (and money) has been dedicated to fixing children and making them whole again. Not my favorite. But I do so very much adore pediatrician offices who are ALWAYS open. Despite the "after-hours" charge.
When you return home at 11pm from said doctor's office, take care not to lock your keys, purse, phone and baby antibiotics in the car. But if you do, thank your lucky stars you pay for "roadside" (or drivewayside as the case may be) assistance. Yes, at 12:34 last evening (or early this morning, I suppose) a man with his fancy tools arrived and saved my keys. And he didn't charge me a cent. Thank the Heavens above.
Derek got me my birthday present ( a few weeks early). It is AMAZING. I am A HUGE FAN. I am in love. LOVE I declare. LOVE! AND I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT! We are gettin' busy with the fizzy. It's thrilling. Pink grapefruit flavor? My fave.
Welpers, I think that about wraps it up from my end. I hope you're thoroughly enjoying your Friday.