Guess what this is.
Here’s a hint.
Here’s a hint.
This has been a very long week -- perhaps 16 or 17 days, at least. I have been offered -- and accepted -- my younger sister’s finished basement for the next year and a half. This will be a major cost-saver for me and a big help for her (she has two toddlers and is expecting a baby in August.) So that was a humongous start to the week. My other sister and her teenaged son have had to make some really hard decisions. She gave me permission to quote her: “spent yesterday at the hospital with my son. about eleven hours. sitting here writing and rewriting this entry trying to find just the right words. how to explain-- he is not healthy. he is mentally ill. he is not safe at home. none of this really covers it. so here's one image from the day. we walk into the east wing at maine med escorted by security. the very nice guard LOOKS like a skinhead but actually has incredible kindness and compassion for my snarly boy. he tells us gently that he has to check ian for weapons and sharp o...
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I can just hear them back at their lair...
"Sweet! That yuppiemobile was loaded!"
"Hey dipwad, help me unload this stuff."
"In a second, grandma! Check out this GPS!"
"OK if you're not gonna help, at least dry the tools and put them away."
"Where does the jack go?"
"Oh criminy, do I have to do everything? Move over, clown. There. Now hand me the lug wrench."
"It's not here."
"Idiot. Look in back."
"I'm telling you, it's not here. I looked everywhere."
"I swear to god, if you left it behind... I'll do the next one with your teeth."
"I could go back for it."
"You're a moron. Help me with these wheels."
Also, um. I don't think thugs say "criminy" much these days.
:-)
Why art thou leering at Marsh's ......
Sorry, but else would a rearview do? :)