St. Patrick's Day? NOPE! Do-OVER Day!
This morning I was ready to take my car into Dave's Auto in order to get the blinker fixed. I packed up my charged-up laptop and gathered up everything else I might need in order to spend several hours at the library.
Mason came downstairs and announced he'd just been sick. We debated about keeping him home, but he said that he wanted to try to go. So we got ourselves ready and took him to school. Two steps from the car, Mason face planted like a pro. BAM! Straight down into the concrete. He says he wasn't dizzy, but it was a spectacular nose dive, nonetheless.
I pulled over, Shawn rushed out to give him a huge hug and I directed them both back into the car with a, "Nope, forget it, that's a sign. We should keep you home." I dropped Shawn back at work and stopped on the way home at my favorite Irish coffee shop to get a cup of coffee AND buy a green St. Patrick's day shirt. I figured maybe, just maybe the Good Neighbors had it in for us (we hadn't worn any green at all and Mason has plenty of Irish blood in him). So, as soon as we were home, I got Mason's huge shiner cleaned up, got him a new pair of glasses (his were completely wrecked) and tucked him into some GREEN (for protection, dammit.) Probably he'd have been fine to go to school, but screw it, that's the beginning of a No-Good Rotten Day if I ever saw one. We declared today "Fuhgeddaboudit Day" and "Nope Day."
When I called Dave's Auto, the guy on the other end of the phone was super-understanding. His whole family had gotten the flu and no one likes to face plant. So, I've got a new appointment for the car on Thursday. Our signal can keep being RANDOM until then. If nothing else, it's been nice enough out that I can hand signal my turns, if need be.
So today will be a day for doing other things. We may still end up at the library because some of the Terry Pratchett books I ordered for Mason have come in. Nothing soothes the soul like some Discworld books (or so I have been told.)
My first official, full-length review is up at Bitter Empire today: Meg Elison's 'Book of the Unnamed Midwife' is a Very Feminine Apocalypse. Let me know what you think!
Mason came downstairs and announced he'd just been sick. We debated about keeping him home, but he said that he wanted to try to go. So we got ourselves ready and took him to school. Two steps from the car, Mason face planted like a pro. BAM! Straight down into the concrete. He says he wasn't dizzy, but it was a spectacular nose dive, nonetheless.
I pulled over, Shawn rushed out to give him a huge hug and I directed them both back into the car with a, "Nope, forget it, that's a sign. We should keep you home." I dropped Shawn back at work and stopped on the way home at my favorite Irish coffee shop to get a cup of coffee AND buy a green St. Patrick's day shirt. I figured maybe, just maybe the Good Neighbors had it in for us (we hadn't worn any green at all and Mason has plenty of Irish blood in him). So, as soon as we were home, I got Mason's huge shiner cleaned up, got him a new pair of glasses (his were completely wrecked) and tucked him into some GREEN (for protection, dammit.) Probably he'd have been fine to go to school, but screw it, that's the beginning of a No-Good Rotten Day if I ever saw one. We declared today "Fuhgeddaboudit Day" and "Nope Day."
When I called Dave's Auto, the guy on the other end of the phone was super-understanding. His whole family had gotten the flu and no one likes to face plant. So, I've got a new appointment for the car on Thursday. Our signal can keep being RANDOM until then. If nothing else, it's been nice enough out that I can hand signal my turns, if need be.
So today will be a day for doing other things. We may still end up at the library because some of the Terry Pratchett books I ordered for Mason have come in. Nothing soothes the soul like some Discworld books (or so I have been told.)
My first official, full-length review is up at Bitter Empire today: Meg Elison's 'Book of the Unnamed Midwife' is a Very Feminine Apocalypse. Let me know what you think!