ladykatza

well its about damn time.

so the car is fixed and back in good working order. its a good vehicle, all in all.

i can’t sleep. i’m tired, my muscles are achy from laboring in the yard today. not that i mind, i got a little bit more accomplished and its starting to shape up nicely. soon when i walk out my front door my efforts will make me smile. good fung shi… feng shi.. feng shui.. whatever. good energy, how’s that?

i went to pike nursery with felicity to get some plants. not a lot, i’m starting small. i’ll add in more as time goes on and things have a change to dig in or die. they also have this thing where they’ll sell you the busted bags for a dollar. i bought eight, and the boys (yes, boys. highschool or college age) that helped me load miscounted. i corrected him on it and he smiled and said “sure you don’t want one more?”

i smiled and said, “well, i certainly wouldn’t complain.”

“promise you want say anything?” he grinned at me lopsided, and i noticed just how cute he was.

“say what? i have no idea what you are talking about,” i said to him as he threw the other bag in and i shut the rear door.

“have a good day” we said to each other as i got in the van and drove off.

now, to some this may sound like a bad thing, but that one little thing means that they will keep getting my business. i won’t expect anything like that ever again, but you can’t beat cute guys flirting and throwing in a “free gift with purchase”. *wink*
makes me want to quote phill, “damn chick advantage”.

daecon has a phone interview tomorrow at 3:30. i’m hoping that all goes well and crossing my fingers and toes. this is the result of the interview he had with the recruiter the other day. all prayers, good thoughts, and voodoo rituals (well, only the good ones) are welcome.

the kids are a bit under the weather. runny noses, sore throats, and a slight fever. i tried to help make them feel better tonight by giving them a warm bath, a nice bedtime lotion, and vics vapor rub. oh, and freshly washed linens. they tore down their megablock castle today and started stacking the wall pieces to make “good guys” and “bad guys” so they could knock them over. its was quite amusing to watch.

daecon had shown simon the frog out front and simon decided that its name was “Ura”. the frog decided to relocate sometime after this happened, so somewhere out in our backyard is a frog named Ura.

debbie drove us out to the van. it still wouldn’t crank and the battery was dead. we stopped by “wilburn’s 24 hour wrecker service” and they are towing it over to the goodyear auto center by our house. i drive by this place a lot, its next to a several auto shops and a junkyard. even late at night i’d see people in there fixing cars for the stranded. i keep wanting to put that kind of place into a story. daecon had gone in to “talk to the man”, after a little bit i went in to see what was going on. first thing i noticed walking into the office was a tired old watchdog that forgot why he was there, other than to sleep and growl at the cat that wandered in to aquisition his seat. i ended up petting and talking to the animals while daecon “paid the man”. not as expensive as we thought.

i’m bummed that i don’t have a way to get to the movie theatre and see Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Gallaxy. maybe late tonight, but debbie said she was tired and was going to bring the kids home after their nap. i’m hungry. i think i’ll go make a meatloaf with the rest of the ground beef and then sit on my back porch and watch the grass grow.

got off work and got stuck in traffic on the way home. four miles before my exit. my car started to overheat so i turned it off in hopes of keeping that from happening. of course, after that happened, my car wouldn’t start. i waited for it to cool off, because that fixed it last time. no luck. i locked stuff up good and tight and started walking. about a mile or so afterward, a nice good ol’ boy offered to give me a lift. still stuck in traffic, but at least i was warm and had company.

i just want to give my thanks that there are good ol’ boys in this world. gentlemen with a rough exterior and good manners. they did their mama’s proud.