Weekend Woos
Phil is currently training for ... The doorbell just rang. I caught a glimpse of a small blonde child running away as I opened the door. Apparently I've been Boo'd, a bag of goodies were left behind from my little "ghostie" friend. .... back to blog ....
Well, Phil's been training for an indoor mini triathelon. On Sunday midday he went to the Y to train. Unfortunately, he didn't leave with everything he went in with. His wallet was missing. On a normal day this would have been bad enough, but given that Phil had to catch a flight at 4:15 yesterday, it was really bad. We quickly called and cancelled all credit cards. He had his passport to fly with and we located one of the credit cards he doesn't carry but we haven't cancelled for his expenses. Fortunately, I have credit cards he doesn't, so we're not left without food and necessities while waiting for our debit card to be replaced.
In other Woo tales, Little Man has a book report due on Tuesday. So Sunday afternoon, he spent procrastinating, crying, throwing a fit, staring blankly out into space, I'm sure the list could go on forever. Finally he made progress and now just has to fill out the cards with the info. He could have finished the report at least 10 times with the amount of time he wasted.
My Woo tale isn't particularly wooful, just plain strange. Kristi and I were on our way back from our meeting when I noticed a red car pacing me. I turned to look and the person waved enthusiastically at me and as she pulled away I noticed she was driving a red Honda Fit. I've apparently joined a cult. Honda should put that in the brochure.
Lady Jane's woos are always plentiful. She's not crazy about playing soccer. We won't let her watch movies 24-7. Getting her hair brushed is awful. Life just plain sucks if you're Lady Jane. Fortunately, she has a friend coming over after school to play, so she's super excited, but I'm sure she'll find something that sucks about it. That's Daddy's girl.
Phil is currently training for ... The doorbell just rang. I caught a glimpse of a small blonde child running away as I opened the door. Apparently I've been Boo'd, a bag of goodies were left behind from my little "ghostie" friend. .... back to blog ....
Well, Phil's been training for an indoor mini triathelon. On Sunday midday he went to the Y to train. Unfortunately, he didn't leave with everything he went in with. His wallet was missing. On a normal day this would have been bad enough, but given that Phil had to catch a flight at 4:15 yesterday, it was really bad. We quickly called and cancelled all credit cards. He had his passport to fly with and we located one of the credit cards he doesn't carry but we haven't cancelled for his expenses. Fortunately, I have credit cards he doesn't, so we're not left without food and necessities while waiting for our debit card to be replaced.
In other Woo tales, Little Man has a book report due on Tuesday. So Sunday afternoon, he spent procrastinating, crying, throwing a fit, staring blankly out into space, I'm sure the list could go on forever. Finally he made progress and now just has to fill out the cards with the info. He could have finished the report at least 10 times with the amount of time he wasted.
My Woo tale isn't particularly wooful, just plain strange. Kristi and I were on our way back from our meeting when I noticed a red car pacing me. I turned to look and the person waved enthusiastically at me and as she pulled away I noticed she was driving a red Honda Fit. I've apparently joined a cult. Honda should put that in the brochure.
Lady Jane's woos are always plentiful. She's not crazy about playing soccer. We won't let her watch movies 24-7. Getting her hair brushed is awful. Life just plain sucks if you're Lady Jane. Fortunately, she has a friend coming over after school to play, so she's super excited, but I'm sure she'll find something that sucks about it. That's Daddy's girl.
1 Comments:
At 7:50 AM, BriteLady said…
While I admit no official knowledge of blonde ghosts, I will say that our house has been recently Boo'd as well (we did not catch a glimpse of the culprits...and there are many potential "perps"...). It's a cute idea, and we had fun shopping for a few small trinkets to pass on to another family (who shall rename anonymous). I hope that you pass it on as well :)
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