I had to take our only working car into the shop yesterday.
My eyes watered when I saw the bill.
The car guy said, "It could have been worse."
I raised my eyebrows skeptically.
I know he was thinking, "I had one guy in here last week who has to get a whole new car."
And I was thinking, "I know. That was my husband. Ironic, no?"
Thankfully, RIM kept CIM from bursting into tears. But it was close.
The good news is that school is out tomorrow. August seems like an absolute lifetime ago. But our holiday begins tomorrow afternoon. Well deserved, I say. And in two sure signs that the semester is winding down, Caleb had his violin Christmas concert on Monday night
and this morning I went to the school to help Ethan decorate a graham-cracker house.
And just so I don't give you any false impressions about my crafting abilities (that last post may have been misleading) I am including this picture Ethan took of me and my shredded wheat reindeer. In my defense, I think it would have worked if the royal icing had dried faster.