2. He took his car to the shop
3. I took Norah to school.
4. My car overheated.
5. I had no car and a daughter who needed to be picked up in two hours.
6. I had two lovely friends who helped me get through the day.
In lighter news, Norah has announced the following regarding Harvey's illness, "Harvey has diarrhea in his butt. I don't like diarrhea." She also explained to me this evening that the heater is cold (we don't have the heat on anymore) and could I put a coat on it. Thank goodness she helped me laugh my way through this harrowing 10 hours.
Finally, I have signed the below petition to add our names taken off of the phone book distribution list. What a waste of paper.
3 comments:
omg--the first half of my adult life include several traumatizing incidents in which my car overheated (once with a carful of kids!). yes, praise be to good friends. in any event, i'm sorry, sach! *hug*
baby -- i had this long comment, but then I had to sign up t the blog world, and lost the comments.
You made it through a tough day!
I love you and can't wait to see you.
At least it wasnt't the west side highway
i love u too
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