
Today started out wonderful. I got my youngest off to Junior High, had a cup of coffee, read the paper, then got ready and hit some garage sales. I love going to them this time of the year. It's not so hot out, the kids are all in school, I just have more time and can take my time. I found some cool treasures. I'll share them with you later. Then I came home and put a second coat of bronze hammered metal paint on my powder room bath accessories. I'm trying to get rid of that old polished brass stuff. So far, I'm really happy with how things are turning out, so I may be painting the pendant lights (brass) that hang over my island with the same paint. I'll keep you posted.
. . . Anyways, it was my turn to car-pool for cheerleading. I have to pick up my daughter and a group of girls from the junior high and take them two towns over for cheerleading coaching (we pass at least 4 other gymnastic/cheerleading places along the way. . . I don't know why we must go all the way over there! But that's where the coaches have us go. Anyways, I did this last year too, so I know how long it takes. Or
should take. I got to school at 2:45 to get a good parking spot so the girls can find me easily. My assigned cheerleaders came out at about 3:00. I normally have them to their training facility by 3:35. They are starving when they get out of school and I want them all to have something healthy not the machine junk, so I bring yogurt, cheese and peanut butter cracker, etc. Normally, it's an OK drive. They eat, and clean up their mess. They are loud because they are all excited, geeked and . . . well,
they are cheerleaders! But today,
today was horrible. I was in the worst traffic!! No matter what I did I could not get around that darn traffic!!! Road construction, bridge construction, freeways closed, accidents, you name it, was happening today. My daughter gets car sick from being in the car too long and especially in the stop and go stuff . . . so she was complaining that she thought she was going to toss her cookies!! We didn't get to the gymnastic place until over an hour later!!
An hour in stop, go, stop, go traffic. . . with 4 hyper, excited cheerleaders in the car.
Then. . . after dropping the girls off, I . . . got. . . to. . . drive. . . home, and . . .do. . .it. . .all. . . over. . . again. . . in that traffic. . .
again!! Oh my gggggooooooosssssshhhhhh!!! I was gone for over, over 2 hours. I don't mind driving, but stop, go, stop go is something entirely different. Thankfully, I don't have to pick them up tonight too.

It makes me want to do what the guy in my picture is doing. We have a little joke in our house. When I first bought him (at a garage sale for 5 bucks) I placed him on the wet bar. We don't drink much. Maybe occasionally a glass of wine, but we have this new house which the builder put a wet bar in. So, I needed some things to put on it. When we had first moved in, and our youngest was in the second grade, she had a friend over and as they walked by this wet bar guy, she said, "
Man, he must have had a hard day!" Well that's been the joke ever since. Today, I felt like joining him : )