I probably didn't mention this...cause I tend to avoid putting things in here that depress me, but Stinky hit a car in the parking lot at his school last week. He's had a rough few months with cars and this little boom-boom just added to his list of incidents.
Here's the story...as he's backing out of his parking spot and a bee flies into his car. He freaks out a bit and somehow gets the bee under his shoe. He tries to pull back into a parking spot to deal with the bee, but someone beats him to the open spot. At that moment, thinking the bee is dead, he lifts up his foot and "surprise", the bee is alive and flies up at his face (and to quote the Stink, "it was really pissed off now"). Without thinking, he basically just freaks out and manages to pull off the bumper of a Saab. Completely brilliant, don't you think.
Well, yesterday we went in and closed out the savings account that my father started for him when he was born. Since my father can't get around anymore, the account had actually gone dormant. Now, it has been reactivated and closed and the funds are paying for the repair of a 2005 Saab.
Other ramblings: Krissy stopped by and got me to take a long walk with her. Props to her for getting me off the couch and my knee seems better. (I've been having some knee issues. When I stand or walk to long, it kills when I bend my knee again. I've been icing it nightly and do lots of stretches.)
We watched "Antiques Roadshow" last night. Some lady came on with two letters written by Abraham Lincoln and a signed Lincoln photo. Altogether they are work $75,000-$100,000. Shouldn't they be in a musuem somewhere instead of her safety deposit box? Just wondering.