Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Monday, August 29, 2016
The time has come to say farewell to our '96 red Volvo station wagon, or as I have always referred to her, The Sexy Beast. We bought her just before Bob was born. The odometer came stuck at 118,029 miles so I'm assuming the mileage is now well over 200,000. Every few weeks, we've been shelling out to the mechanic for something else that needs to be fixed. I have to lightly kick the front left fender into place every couple of days and the driver's seat is bare to the springs. And yet.
Bob and I have traveled all over in this car. She carried Mr. Rosenberg's band on tour through the Pacific Northwest. She hauled three house moves and countless trips to Trader Joe's. She has been fit with every different kind of child's car seat. She has permanent hair, from much loved dogs, in the carpet that no vacuum has been able to remove. She has taken us to soccer fields, and baseball diamonds, and basketball courts. She looks empty without the neighborhood kids in the backseat. I drove hours in this car with a sleeping baby Bob since it was the only way I could get him to nap. We have history.
"But how will people know it's us?" Bob asked me, when I told him we were letting go of our distinctive set of wheels. "They might not, but having a working air conditioner that doesn't leak into the passenger side will be pretty cool."
The new (to us) car is a grey 2006 Toyota Prius. It gets 48 miles per gallon compared to the station wagon that averages 12 miles a gallon. Driving a car built in this century is a new thing for me. I sat in the Prius in the driveway yesterday and had to watch a Youtube video to learn how to start the car. It's all space-age and newfangled compared to the station wagon built back when the Macarena was new.
So, goodbye Sexy Beast.
Hello, Crunchy Jolene.
Sunday, August 28, 2016
Saturday, August 27, 2016
Friday, August 26, 2016
Wednesday, August 24, 2016
Tuesday, August 23, 2016
Monday, August 22, 2016
Sunday, August 21, 2016
Saturday, August 20, 2016
Friday, August 19, 2016
Thursday, August 18, 2016
Labels: Grade 4
Wednesday, August 17, 2016
Auntie Karen: So, Bob? Ringo went back to school on Monday. When do you start?
Auntie Karen: There was a rumor going around Ringo's school that there was one teacher in his grade who was supposedly the one for the kids who weren't keeping up in their schoolwork. Then, Ringo found out that he got her for his teacher and he was upset about it. She told him that it was just a rumor and not true at all.
Auntie Karen: Were there any rumors going around your school?
Bob: Yeah, there was one. Everyone says the water in the water fountains is actually snail pee.
Tuesday, August 16, 2016
Monday, August 15, 2016
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Saturday, August 13, 2016
Friday, August 12, 2016
Realized my tire was flat so I pulled into a mechanic shop to get help putting on my spare. To get to my spare tire, the mechanic had to dig through stuff in a hiding place under the back mat that was filled with junk - like a baby nursery rhyme CD and a stroller attachment. Not pictured: sand toys, a length of rope, and a hand saw. He wouldn't accept money for changing my flat and then as I was leaving, I repaid him by sideswiping a Kia he was working on. He wouldn't take money for that either. Now going to buy an enormous gift basket for my new mechanic.
Thursday, August 11, 2016
"I had a good time watching you guys play tonight, Bob. Did you have fun?"
"Yeah, but sometimes the ump makes it kinda hard."
"It's not the ump that's making it hard, Bob. It's all about your attitude."
"But my attitude is that the ump's making it hard. Hey, is this what they call talking in circles?"
Labels: hey batta batta
Wednesday, August 10, 2016
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Monday, August 8, 2016
Sunday, August 7, 2016
Someone named Bob Rosenberg is crashing my hotel room tonight.
The small happy life.
How to listen when you disagree.
A dark ages royal palace was discovered in Cornwall.
This artist makes the 3-D into 2-D and it's beautiful.
Brush up on your table manners.
And kittens with baby bunnies.
Friday, August 5, 2016
Thursday, August 4, 2016
For a couple of days, they're both my side of the bed.
I'm going to order some coffee and get over it. This will be fun.
Wednesday, August 3, 2016
Bob returned home from camp last Saturday but his letter to us just arrived today.
Dear Mom, Dad and Teddy,
I am having soooo much fun. Sleeping Sunday night was easy and Monday I woke up in the middle of the night and had a headake. My favorite part of camp is the hikes. I also twisted my ankle. Camp is really fun I miss you.