Just some stuff.
I have been opening and editing this draft post for a couple of weeks now. I just can't seem to get it written, I get busy and distracted and end up just hitting "save" and not coming back to it for a while.
I was writing about how Todd's grandmother and his aunt and uncle are not leaving their homes in Mississippi and how worried we were that they wouldn't make it through the hurricane. They're fine. His parents went to Long Beach to get his grandmother and take his aunt and uncle supplies....Their homes are destroyed, of course. His grandmother is now safe at home with them, but she is anxious to get back home. Even though she doesn't have a home to return to. She wants to buy a car and drive back. It seems so irrational, but at the same time, I completely understand. She's here, with none of her things. I would be very frustrated, too. She told Todd stories about the hurricane -- how she was lying on her bed, just watching her shoes and other belongings floating there next to her. My God I just can't imagine.
Another paragraph in my draft post read, "Todd read today that gas prices might reach $3.00 per gallon, we picked a great weekend for a road trip." Well, the prices certainly rose. We used two tanks of gas -- and while it was more expensive than usual, my car got AMAZING gas mileage.
Speaking of gas mileage, Todd and I went car shopping this weekend. He needs a new car, the hood of his actually flew up while he was driving the other day. That's only one of the many problems it has. He doesn't mind it as much as I do, but it's time. He just wants to ride a bike everywhere. This is admirable, I think. But given that he has a long commute in a non-bike-friendly series of towns...And the fact that we need that car as a primary, better gas mileage car...We need to just get a car. And car shopping is an ass whipping.
A side note...How baked do we look in those DMB concert pictures that I took with my camera phone? Jeez Louise. That was a good show. They played "Two Step", therefore I was pleased. There is nothing better than the live version of "Two Step" from their show at the Gorge. The first stanza of lyrics, makes my armhairs stand at attention. I'm not a crier, I don't even think Todd has ever seen me cry. But in the car, by myself, sometimes, I cry when I listen to that song. Yep. I'm a crazy.
I have thought of about ten million things I want to write about in the last couple of weeks. I'll just list those I can remember...
- We bought a new bagless vacuum cleaner. Holy cats that thing sucked up so much dust and animal hair the first time we used it. I can't believe that we've actually been walking on that carpet. Disgusting.
- I am up to my ears in thank you notes. I wrote 25 at Todd's hockey game last night, unfortunately that also means that I missed every goal he made. I'm a terrible wife.
- I love, love, LOVE the weather this time of year. I love sitting on my patio in the mornings and evenings. I wish I had something more spectacular to look at than a parking lot and the tops of covered parking spaces that are costing someone $25 a month.
- I want to write and write and write about this hurricane, its devastation, the public's reaction, I just don't have it in me today.
I have to get back to work now.
I was writing about how Todd's grandmother and his aunt and uncle are not leaving their homes in Mississippi and how worried we were that they wouldn't make it through the hurricane. They're fine. His parents went to Long Beach to get his grandmother and take his aunt and uncle supplies....Their homes are destroyed, of course. His grandmother is now safe at home with them, but she is anxious to get back home. Even though she doesn't have a home to return to. She wants to buy a car and drive back. It seems so irrational, but at the same time, I completely understand. She's here, with none of her things. I would be very frustrated, too. She told Todd stories about the hurricane -- how she was lying on her bed, just watching her shoes and other belongings floating there next to her. My God I just can't imagine.
Another paragraph in my draft post read, "Todd read today that gas prices might reach $3.00 per gallon, we picked a great weekend for a road trip." Well, the prices certainly rose. We used two tanks of gas -- and while it was more expensive than usual, my car got AMAZING gas mileage.
Speaking of gas mileage, Todd and I went car shopping this weekend. He needs a new car, the hood of his actually flew up while he was driving the other day. That's only one of the many problems it has. He doesn't mind it as much as I do, but it's time. He just wants to ride a bike everywhere. This is admirable, I think. But given that he has a long commute in a non-bike-friendly series of towns...And the fact that we need that car as a primary, better gas mileage car...We need to just get a car. And car shopping is an ass whipping.
A side note...How baked do we look in those DMB concert pictures that I took with my camera phone? Jeez Louise. That was a good show. They played "Two Step", therefore I was pleased. There is nothing better than the live version of "Two Step" from their show at the Gorge. The first stanza of lyrics, makes my armhairs stand at attention. I'm not a crier, I don't even think Todd has ever seen me cry. But in the car, by myself, sometimes, I cry when I listen to that song. Yep. I'm a crazy.
I have thought of about ten million things I want to write about in the last couple of weeks. I'll just list those I can remember...
- We bought a new bagless vacuum cleaner. Holy cats that thing sucked up so much dust and animal hair the first time we used it. I can't believe that we've actually been walking on that carpet. Disgusting.
- I am up to my ears in thank you notes. I wrote 25 at Todd's hockey game last night, unfortunately that also means that I missed every goal he made. I'm a terrible wife.
- I love, love, LOVE the weather this time of year. I love sitting on my patio in the mornings and evenings. I wish I had something more spectacular to look at than a parking lot and the tops of covered parking spaces that are costing someone $25 a month.
- I want to write and write and write about this hurricane, its devastation, the public's reaction, I just don't have it in me today.
I have to get back to work now.
posted by Lauri at 7:29 AM
|
