Life is returning to normal - mom and dad are all moved in to their new home and out of boxes - oh wait, it Christmas time and the mad dash to purchase presents is on. Normal will have to wait a bit. Since I last wrote my muscles have recovered and all the bruises have healed. Winston however has lost his mind and is shaming the family at every turn. Every time he goes to mom's he spends the first 15 minutes escaping from us and pees on something. He has got it in his head that he is going to claim every inch of the folk's new house. He even marked mom's fancy Santa that greets everyone at the door. Mom has been great about it but I truly wish the little dummy would knock it off! His other new trick is shredding paper, mom left both Seamus and Winston in my house for a couple of hours and Winston decided to take the last roll of toilet paper and tee pee the entire house. The little monster only does destructive things when he's unsupervised so we can't scold or correct this behavior. I love the stinker but gee whiz....
My other good news is that Dana can't drive and talk on the cell phone at the same time. I do really stupid stuff when I try, for example, I run red lights right in front of cops. A $173 ticket right at Christmas time is not my idea of fun. Mom helped out by demanding to pay half since it was she who called. The funny thing was that when I told her "Oh crap, I just ran a red light." and she gave the "well pay attention" then I interrupted her with "Oh crap, I just got caught." She replies "No, oh baby I'm so sorry." Then she kept apologizing and I kept trying to get off the phone with her - I finally had to say "gotta go bye" and hang up on her. As bad as she felt I think she would have asked to speak to the officer to try to talk him out of giving me the ticket. I really don't resent or feel bad about this ticket because I completely earned that one. Only thing is that I hear that almost all of the IT department saw me get the darn thing! Boy, do I feel blonde!
enough for now.
1 comment:
Yeah I was hoping when we saw your car that it wasn't actually you! Poor thing--I hate tickets...I can never get out of them, no matter how cute I think I might look at the moment!!!
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