-Bryton was 3 days with out a Ba-Ba [a word he immediately turned his head and glared to, when I asked how it was going] and was not very excited to see me,
P.S. It's practically May, what's a girl gotta do to get some warmth around here?
I love, love, love Neil Diamond...It started when I was in 7th grade and we sang and excellent version of On the Robert E Lee and watched a clip of the Jazz Singer where it is sung. A few years later the Jazz Singer became one of my moms 'things' [she can watch the same thing over and over on end] and that's when my feelings for Neil become REAL. Since then, I have never celebrated a July without his wonderful America song. I love you Neil, I hope you enjoy your time on American Idol this week, I know I will!
A clip of my Neil in action...
P.S. I also really enjoy the movie Saving Silverman, if you haven't seen it and you love Neil like I do, then rent it tonight.
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I can't believe it is the weekend already! Wahoo! Here's a taste of what happened last weekend...my niece Hadley jealous of newer niece Bella and wanting to sit in the swing + first soccer game for my nephew Davis.
Oh, ya.
Also, our newest adventure is a kitchen make-over, so far we've only done some of the cabinets... but Adam & his bro Aaaron took of the countertops last night.
[a week or so with out a sink, what are we thinking?]
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This morning seemed harder than any other Monday to wake up, ut I grudgingly got myself out of bed and ready for work. As I walked out to the car I realized that the road wasn't very busy (we live close to a school and it is always crazy on my way to work). I pulled into the parking lot at work and couldn't believe I beat everyone here because I am usually late, so I kill the engine and prepare to wait for someone to unlock the door. My cell phone rings and it's Donnie...
"Hello?"
"Tori, you realize it's only 7 and you don't have to be to work until 8, right?"
"Crap."
"See ya in a minute."
I had accidentally set my clock an hour ahead, I wonder how long it would've taken me to figure this out on my own...
Ok, let me catch you up to speed... I don't know what it is about our cars lately but everytime I think about them I want to cry [I'm crying at everything lately, see post below] and that's why I haven't really mentioned them since the above mentioned post. For the last couple of months the Passat has been in and out of the shop, and we finally got it back last week. Did it cost a hefty penny? Yes. Does it work any better? No.
So I've been cursing the thing for a couple months now, and haven't even driven it since we got it back. Well, that was until Tuesday, when I drove it to school and guess what happened... I lost the key, yup lost, as in the VW gods are mad at you for cursing their beloved Passat and now ye shall be punished for it, because it was yer only key, and now it's gone. They made it snow that day too!
**This would be the second time I've lost the Passat key in this calendar year. Don has been pretty good about it and even made some jokes to the dealer about how he's know the drill, because I am a pro at losing things... [no comment]
So we had this plan worked up to leave work a little early tomorrow and drive to the dealership to pick up the new key we had ordered. That is until my little brother was walking to his car up on campus, and happened to be looking at a bush and noticed a key on the ground...he picked it up and walked a little further over to where my poor abandoned Passat was and it worked. What are the chances??
I don't care if the VW gods have decided to forgive me, I'm still selling the dang thing...
[Thanks Ty-Ty, you ROCK!]
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