Kinda funny: The picture at the top of this blog is a view of Mt Loafer from my favorite campground, BlackHawk up the Nebo loop. We now live on the other side of that same mountain and get to see its beautiful majestic face every day.
Since we live up on the side of this hill, we have the pleasure of rubbing shoulders with many deer (who love our peaches) and I hear there are mountain lions that roam the streets every so often. At least in the winter, their tracks are seen. Hmmmmmm. I've traded a busy road for stealthy kitty's on steroids. Time to break out the air rifle.
Sadly, we had a death today. A beautiful limish green bird flew into our living room window this morning. Thwank. It made the glass vibrate and startled Bryce. Poor little bird.
Tessa was taken back to school after the bus driver waited for an adult to come out of the house and, well, that adult was late. Sadly, the adult did not hear the air horn 100 yards away because the sound was muffled by distance, brick, insulation, sheet rock and paint (and a couple of yaking kiddos and a radio). Consequently, Tess had to endure the 15 min bus ride back to school and had to wait in the front office until said adult realized after waiting 15 minutes outside on the driveway with 3 other little munchies, that the bus was a no show and she should go call someone. Disconnecting the home phone because we have no internet didn't help the communicado either or leaving the cell phone inside, or waiting so long for the bus to arrive when it was already gone. Now you have to realize that said adult has already endured quite an arsenal of late buses in her resume of life so. . .cut me some slack:P
Tess was a bit weepy but bounced back by the time we got home. Aunty Sar and Daddio got some phone calls that gave a nice jolt of worry. But all is now well. . .except that the bus driver now wants to change the bus stop back over a few streets- 3 times as far. Oh yay! Now said frazzled adult now has to load up 3 other little munchies and drive to the bus stop. *pulls hair out* Didn't I already have to deal with this last year?!?!?!?!?
Ok I am good now.
3 comments:
Buses are super harsh. I love them and hate them. I have heard a few nasty stories lately about little kids and buses and it frightens me.
I hope you get this worked out...driving to a bus stop sounds super ridiculous!
See you at the game tonight!
Sounds like a great place- can't wait to see some pics:)
All's well that ends well. I was actually kind of excited at the possibility of driving down to rescue Tessa. Glad everything worked out with the bus peeps.
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