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Monday, July 18, 2005

Weekend Update

We had another hectic weekend. I took Friday off (from the bank) and spent the morning and evening with the kids. We spent Friday night at Lowes and Home Depot, trying desperately to fix the house up before Dad and Cathy come in town for the weekend. Lowes didn't have what I needed, so I called Home Depot to have them check. I decided to go ahead and drive there (20 min away) while I was on oscillating between please hold and let me transfer you. Just as I was pulling up to the parking lot, they told me that the guy I needed was on lunch. Great.

Saturday we went back out to Nebraska furniture mart. We had to pick up the radio we had purchased the weekend prior. It went smooth enough, and Brice and Jodi met us for lunch. On the way home we drove through a couple of neighborhoods and found Currie's Dream house. If anyone wins the lottery YOU BETTER CALL ME.

Currie went to a production of Steel Magnolias with her mother. You know the bullets that one redneck is shooting into the magnolia tree: they are the steel magnolias. I'm not sure exactly what the analogy is, but somehow I missed the whole thing in the Julia Roberts version. Of course, I was twelve, so, you know..Julia, Dolly, Daryl Hannah.

Sunday we went to church and resumed working on the house. That night we had dinner with our new neighbors, the Smiths. Rylie cut out early to spend the night with her grandmother. About 9:00, one of my friends called me because his car was broken down. I rounded up a tow strap and made my way over. Luckily for me, they were in the middle of a poker game when I got there. After we got the car back, I went ahead and took all of their chips for my effort. Of course, it wasn't a cash game. Great.

Today it's back to the grindstone. My boss is out of town for the week, but he left me a nice deadline to remember him by. I think Currie and the kids went to the pool. The real pool not the foul bucket of warm stagnate water that's destroying an eight foot plot of my back lawn. Dinner with the In-Laws tonight, company this weekend.


Blogger mimi said...

I think the women of the story are the steel magnolias. Remember the words of Eleanor Roosevelt, "A women is like a tea bag, you don't know how strong she is, 'till she gets in hot water". The movie was filmed a couple of hours from here and the real life dad and son still live here. Let's tour the house next time you're here.

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