Whines & WeinerMobiles, Tropy's and Trash

First of all, thank you for all the nice comments about my May 31st post. I neglected to mention that it was our 16th Anniversary. I wrote that post a week ago because I knew that onthe actual date, I would be going on a field trip with 175 5th graders for most of the day and then to the Wal-Mart Shareholder's Vendor Fair the rest of the day and that would prevent me from posting. It took DH about an hour to remember our anniversary. Then about an hour later, a card appeared. I had bought him a gift, but I guess my feeling were hurt, so I didn't give it to him. Now I am finished Father's Day shopping. We went on the Field Trip and then to the Vendor Fair and came home really tired. I then proceeded to do the dishes (I don't have a dishwasher, but that's a rant for a nother day) and cook dinner. COOK DINNER. On our Anniversary. Come on! I don't mean to sound whiny, and if I do, I'm sorry. But, sometimes MEN are just so damn dumb. And that hurts. But, that's enough of that. As I read on another blog earlier today, of which the name I forget, I'll take some cheese with my whine.

Friday was..drumroll.....the LAST DAY OF SCHOOL. Yipppee. Now, school has gone fine, but getting up at 6:00 am is the total pits and packing lunch and morning traffic and waiting in line after school and homework and all that PTSA crap I did this year and copying and chaperoning field trips and blah, blah, blah. I am just tired. Capital T i-r-e-d. And, of course, so is DS. he is happy to be home, no worries, no hurries. Of course, it's only been two days, so I'm letting him veg out and chill and all those other ways of saying, "Be lazy". The cracking of the whip will resume shortly.

DH is on vacation in three weeks for something horrible like NINE days. We had planned a vacation, but I just can't see going somewhere when gas is so dang high which means the hotel will cost more and the Egg McMuffins will cost more and the ice to put on our Diet Coke and Bottled Water will cost more. I have decided we will stay home and enjoy things around here. And, TA DA, I will have a garage sale. Yes sirree, a garage sale. Gotta get some of the old crap out of here - stuff from the old, old flea market, stuff that DS has outgrown, etc. I am always putting things out in the garage so I can sell it at a garage sale. I hate to throw anything away that is still useful. I do donate a lot, but the Salvation Army is the only place close that really takes donations and they are so damn RUDE when you donate. "Couldn't sell your junk at your yard sale, huh?" is that last response I got from the toothless halfwayhouse looking guy at the back dock. And, he wouldn't even help my unload it. And, it wasn't junk, thank you very much. I throw real true JUNK away.

I digress.

So, I WILL have a yard sale, be it big or be it small. We have a huge tree in our front yard, so I can sit tables in the yard instead of up and down the hot, hot driveway. Anything I get rid of will be good and any money I make will be even better!

Okay, on to more happy, upbeat things! I went to a big huge wonderful yardsale on Friday morning. It is one that is once a year and I know the people that have it and I always find super cool old junk. When I got home, I discovered that one of my real honest to goodness gold earrings was missing. One that DH had given me for our Anniversary last year. (boohoo) After school, DS and I returned on the off-hand chance that they might have found it. When we parked, I realized I was exactly where I had parked earlier. I walked around to the back of the VUE, looked down in the grass and mud and there was my earring! Yeah. I am glad I went back. Since we were there, DS wanted to have a looksie around. He looked around a minute and then asked me for a quarter. He went up and paid and then handed me this:

You see, I have quite a flock of roosters and chickens in my living room. Lots and lots of chickens. So, he thought it was only fitting that I have a Chicken Trophy. Oh, the humor of an 11 year old.

And lastly, yet another reason to NEVER leave the house without your camera, I present you with this photo:

Can you SEE that car? The backseat was literally piled to the ceiling (do cars have ceilings?) from one side to another with trash - cups from every fast food resturant and convenience store, plastic bags from every store in the state, every piece of junk mail they ever recieved and all their newspapers too. Now I can never feel bad when I discover I forgot to throw out yesterday's Sonic sack.

One more photo just for humor's sake.

Tomorrow: Less whining, more happy upbeat news and a GIVEAWAY. Stay Tuned!