I can’t believe it is August already….and I haven’t posted anything or written anything in a month besides a draft of a suicide note …. I like to plan ahead and be prepared for anything …
So busy – Andrew keeps me hopping, we’re doing work on the house – I’m re-doing the half bath myself – little by little, and our big bath gut and reno – has been postponed until the week of September 3rd…long story….
Last week we had a downpour of torrential proportions — I got drenched to the bone, gave myself a concussion – because my husband decided to hold an umbrella over me even though I was wetter than the Titanic after it hit the iceberg (I had taken our elderly friend that we take to church – to the grocery – while Jim and Andrew visited with her brother who lives with her – I got drenched getting the car and getting the groceries and Florence in the car and then getting her back in her house without her getting wet)…When we left their house the intensity of the rain diminished but I was scrunching down because my husband insisted that I needed to be under the umbrella and I banged my head into the corner of the car door (I almost passed out)- a week later and it is black and blue still and I’m still having headaches…whether it is from the head injury or my husband being home on vacation …. I don’t know.
After the head injury – we started home and a couple blocks from our home – we see black thick smoke coming from our block – a transformer got hit by lightning and two houses were severely damaged – we were without power and telephones for 6 hours — but no one was hurt seriously — well except for me and my head injury.
My husband called his co-worker on Sunday from his cell phone…Motorola piece of crap…and here is the conversation heard in our home….
Jim says: “Ankit, Ankit, Ankit…..Hello Ankit“, “Ankit, Ankit, Ankit….”
Jenny says: Stop it…that isn’t funny.
Jim continues: “Ankit, Ankit…Hello Ankit, Ankit….”
Jenny screams: Stop it it isn’t funny….
Monday morning – my 3 year old is watching the Wiggles…and he says out of the blue:
“Ankit, Ankit, Ankit….Stop it…Ankit it isn’t funny.” He has been doing that all week….he’s a riot.
I’m exhausted. Off to mudslide.
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