Phew, it is still Friday, which means I can still jump into the Friday Fragments sponsored by Mrs. 44444s. Good thing, because I have been collecting frags all day.
For example, this morning, B says as I am dropping her off at school.... "Hey I had a dream about Daddy having a girlfriend last night."
Me, "Really? Was she pretty?"
B, "I don't know. All I know is that you bought Daddy flowers to give to her and you didn't seem to mind."
Seriously? Am I really that nice?
Gretel has always slept on the couch or the floor or a chair since she was a puppy. We bought her a dog bed once, but she really just used it like any another piece of furniture. However, I guess I never thought of buying her a $150 beanbag chair at Pottery Barn. That seems to be her preferred night time spot.
I have to give the oil guy credit. He has tried twice this week to make it up our very steep, unplowed driveway. No one is living in that house at the moment and the very steep driveway makes for a very nice sledding hill. It is very unusual for Cape Cod to have snow on the ground for over a week and we have had it here for a month! Hopefully some of that snow will melt tomorrow in the 42 degree temps we are suppose to have!
Oh, and the big scoop I had yesterday.... wound up being in the paper and I just hadn't read it. Ugh, disappointing!
My girl, K, is at Rock Night tonight at a skating rink. This goes on every Friday night, but somehow I manage to "forget about it" and not remind my kids that this is an option. One of her friends invited her and since I don't have to drive 15 minutes there and back, I said, "OK". Back in the day, hahahaha, I got to go to "rock night" (that's so not what it was called)and it was at a roller skating rink. My friend Melissa and I would scout out the boys and cross our fingers that one of the cute ones would invite us to skate for the "couple's skate". We may have gotten lucky once, but mostly we stalked the cute boys and skated. Oh and of course giggled and then wrote about it in our journals when we got home. Oh, to be a fly on the wall right now at the ice skating rink......
My heart goes out to the people in Haiti this week. I haven't watched much on tv, but this morning I saw a 9 year old boy get stitches in his leg with no novocaine or anesthesia. He had his mom laying on top of him while he was crying. Just another reminder to be grateful for what you have. And, trust me, I am.