Sweet Mary and the saints above me... another long week. I documented Monday... Tuesday and Wednesday were the same day, and then Thursday - a meeting in DC... dear God in heaven above what was I thinking agreeing to do this????
Let me 'splain... 1) it rained 2) in DC when anything falls from the sky people lose VAST amounts of IQ points -- all the ones that involve driving. 3) There was an accident on the beltway - headed the way I needed to go to the meeting 4) Rush hour starts at 3 PM and ends about 8-9 ish depending upon how much and what flavor of crap is falling from the sky...
To sum up - traffic sucked.
I decided to go a different way to avoid said accident and subsequent 4 mile plus back up -- I stopped at every blessed red light from my house to down town DC - oh and did I mention the mile long moguls course of non-paved (to repave) roads? Oh yeah baby, between the divots to China and the Mt. Fuji of raised manhole covers.. Aunt Ing had herself one heck of a good time trying to to die or kill those around her... And she's got no one to blame but herself.
When they announced that the meeting night was the same one as the National Christmas Tree lighting -- Aunt Ing said there was no way on any planet she was making that meeting. Oh heck no!! Traffic X 30 with people walking everywhere... no no no... just because they say it's tourist season doesn't mean I would get away with mowing down a few who can't figure out that bright red hand means get off the road so I can go -- you know with my bright GREEN light...
Road Rage? Whatever do mean? Decaf -- people please.
Where was I?
Oh yeah today is Friday, normally that would be cause for happiness, and in this case is should be as I'm off Monday and Tuesday - but as usual in Aunt Ing's world there is a wrinkle. Of course its name is Bubba. We are going to Vegas for the weekend, I am telling everyone of course this is for our 25th wedding anniversary. Not real sure if Bubba thinks so -- but it's working for me so we'll go with that. And D-Nile is a river is Egypt.
So... of course it somehow falls to me to get all things done before we go. And of course my darling husband tosses every roadblock into my to-do list possible. My goals for today are get nails done, pack, get Shelby's stuff packed and letter printed for neighbors. Bubba has graciously added go to bank and get cash, and pick up his Lilly white fanny from the car dealership the Bubba uber-mobile needs to go in for something, I'm sure its as mundane as an oil change but with that car I'm sure there is some chanting or incense that must go along with gently stroking of its bumper and soothing words being said over the engine in German. Or Not.
So - three days in Vegas with Bubba and his high school buddy, and his wife. Cold be worse. It could be just us. ;-) I'll document when I get back....
All right off to go make a list - and another... ans say a small prayer we manage to get through tonight-- with out killing each other. Happy 25th Anniversary honey-bun!
Yeah I ain't buying that either... where is the bar?
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