So, if you haven't read part 1 of this little saga you must refer to Can I Borrow? Found in July. You can't truly appreciate this event without the background,
So, the male and female from part 1 of this saga moved to a new residence about 30 miles away. You might think that would end the drama. Oh, No! Before their departure they were aware that my dear hubby had recently opened a small used car dealership. Of course, they wanted him to pick them up a minivan from the auction for a price that would never be possible. But, business is business and my husband was "forced" to tell them that what they were looking for would never come through at that low of a price. Hello, this is an auction not a miracle shop! Anyway, they ended up purchasing another neighbors older, used minivan. The hubby and I didn't want to know any of the details we avoid all situations with them when possible. Note: this purchase was made the first of September.
Yesterday I come home from work to find my hubby listening to a voicemail with a smirk on his face. Upon finishing the message. He tells me that the former male neighbor called to ask for the hubbies help. The male's message stated that the previous owners of the minivan want their plates removed from the van and returned. Yes, you guessed it they haven't registered it. The male wanted my hubby to work more magic and help him get the licensing and a temporary tag for a "better price". Which knowing this couple they would be most happy if somehow the magic included them paying no taxes or registration fees or better yet if someone else paid it for them. (The best part is they are always needing favors because they're broke, but they pay $800 a month to send their 1st grader to private school.) I saw true joy in the face of my dear one when he said, "I am 'forced' to tell him there are two things in life you can't avoid Death and Taxes. Sorry, can't help you."
My poor future Yahoos. My hubby and I find such pleasure in giving the children a scare. Maybe this will change for me when our Yahoos have nightmares, but I don't think my hubby will change. For example Rabid and her Yahoos came for dinner and games on Monday. While eating dessert my dear one takes our wooden, Tongan tribal mask off the wall. It is a well known fact that Yahoo #2 is terrified of it. He brings the mask in and frightens #2. I find this wildly amusing. Of course we are fine with it, we are sending the Yahoo home with Rabid who was minus Spouse for a few days. It doesn't stop with just one scare we repeatedly try to frighten the Yahoos. Then, as Rabid is trying to leave, I send the hubby out one more time to scare them while pulling away in the dark! I guess this further explains why I love the Halloween season.
I can't believe it I am actually happy with a news report. The local news station KSL has listed some pro's and con's, and cleared up some of the false reports stated in commercials. Follow the link to read this:
http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=1993736
I believe you should read the actual bill and make your own decision. If you feel that is too much, read the article and see if that will help clear up some of the controversy.
I just love Autumn. But, I love Halloween even more! I know many think that it is an evil pagan holiday. I don't agree. I think it has become a month of a lot of fun, candy, parties, and money to be made for the economy. There might be people trying to keep ancient traditions alive. I say just avoid that type and you will be fine. Maybe it is just that I like becoming something that I am not, I don't know. I do know that I love to dress up and paint my face so that I cannot be recognized. I think I am making up for the lack of playing dress up as a child. I just wasn't into it then. Anyway, I wanted to share with you my thoughts on the "spook"tacular holiday!
Happy Haunting
I just noticed in a comment from Rabid a request to write something new. I don't know if it is the pregnancy hormones or what, but I haven't been thinking very clear lately. I have been waiting for something profound to come to mind. This obviously hasn't happened. So I will just write about something that is not profound. Those of you who have been through this might be able to relate.
I have become a crybaby lately. Not just crying a little, giant sobbing fits have erupted from the inner depths of my soul. Here is an example: My dear hubby planned to go on a camping/four wheeling trip with his brothers. He rarely goes on trips "with the boys" and loves camping. Because of circumstances beyond our control he hadn't been camping at all this summer. I am usually fine with him taking an occasional adventure. So, Friday comes and he prepares to leave. As he begins to depart disaster strikes. The inner depths of my soul burst. My poor husband tries to remedy the problem to no avail. To make matters worse I am actually totally embarrassed by how I am behaving. The embarrassed feelings seem to add to the tears. I finally convince the hubby to leave so I can end the trauma. Then wouldn't you know while my eyes are still red and swollen the neighbor comes by to drop something off. I can't avoid answering the door. I am sitting on the couch and my front room is like a giant fish bowl for all to see where I am. The poor neighbor looks at me like I am a battered woman. Thank goodness she has had several children and all I have to say is "hormones "and she understands.
I can look back on this now and laugh. Even while I laugh I live in a bit of fear. I don't know when the next fit will strike. There doesn't have to be a traumatic event to start the water works. Last week I shed more than a few tears while watching "The Biggest Loser". Oh well, what do you do?
