Crazies!

Brad just now left to go play some tennis. The new tennis season will be starting soon so he's preparing by getting in the groove of Saturday tennis. As he was leaving he handed Landon an old tennis ball from his tennis bag. It was old to Landon's daddy but it's new to him and he is loving it!

I was sick this week. I was a little under the weather some weeks back, but it was one of those situations where I felt it coming on and was able to fight back quickly. Luckily never considering myself actually "sick". Well this week that wasn't the case, I was "sick" this time. Spent 2 days being a couch potato. Started to slowly feel better late in the day on Thursday.

Now let's get to a couple stories. First up I'll admit I'm a dork. Oh man, am I a dork. First step is admitting it, right? Here's what I did yesterday...I went out to do our grocery shopping. Emerging from the house after avoiding going anywhere for a few days. Once I arrived home and got out of the car I glanced over my parking job. I thought it was a little crooked and I needed to pull up more in the garage to allow room for the cargo door to go up. I sat my purse down then hopped back in the driver side. I straightened the car up then got out of it again and walked to the back to open the cargo door, that's when I noticed my purse was in a weird position. It was a little flat on one side. Yes folks, I ran into my purse while trying to straighten up my parking job. I didn't completely run it over, I just hit it a little. Broke some lipstick tubes, turned a sample package of dog treats into crumbs, and bent some gift cards. At least my drivers license and payment cards are all fine. Like I said I just ran into it, I didn't completely run it over. No I didn't notice I was hitting anything. Our SUV is rather big with big tires, since I didn't completely run over the purse I didn't notice I was hitting anything. Anyway, a couple of gift cards and reward cards suffered most of the bent up damage. Yes I feel like an idiot. I couldn't believe I backed up that far that I hit my purse. In retrospect I should have placed it off to the side. I wasn't planning on backing up much at all though.

Oh but I'm not the only dork in the household. This morning Brad got up and fixed himself his first cup of coffee. When he went back to fix himself a second cup of coffee, he suddenly had a problem. He came into the bedroom where I was to ask if I took his coffeemate. I laughed, since I don't use coffeemate. He asks me if I hid it from him. Now does that sound like something I would do? Sweet innocent wonderful me....hide something silly from my husband? Never! If you believe that line you don't know me well. But in this instance I was innocent. Completely innocent. As we walked down the hallways and headed towards the kitchen to continue looking for his coffeemate, I casually reminded him since he got up for the day I've been in our room showering and getting ready, I haven't been in the kitchen. Meanwhile, he's getting more and more annoyed as we look for his coffeemate that has seemingly disappeared into thin air. The man needs his coffee! I ask if he threw it away thinking it was empty. He says it's not empty and declares himself not that CRAZY to throw a container of coffeemate away if it's not empty. We checked the pantry and the fridge, in case he did something that "crazy" to put it away. Typically his coffeemate occupies a permanent spot next to the coffeepot, it's never in the pantry. Finally after a few more minutes of both of us looking, I begin opening cupboard doors, starting with the cupboard that has our coffee mugs in it. Brad quickly exclaims, "I wouldn't put it in the cupboard, I'm really not that crazy". I then proceeded to open the next nearby cupboard, the one that has all our drinking glasses in it. Ding-ding-ding...we have a winner...the coffeemate was in the cupboard with the drinking glasses. Next thing Brad says, "Oh I remember now, I was getting a juice glass. Guess I sat it in there when I got a juice glass."

All I have to say at this point is, these poor furbabies have two crazies taking care of them. I would however like to blame my crazy-dork moment on still being somewhat sick and a little foggy...I've had a lot of cold medicine this week. That's my excuse. As to Brad's excuse....I don't know? I don't think he can be granted one. Sorry honey!