Update on the van - a vacuum hose had popped off, and the starter *might* be bad - which would explain why I have such a hard time starting it sometimes (as opposed to a dead battery). $40 for a tow fee, and I’m back on the road *dances*
Mom and Dad are heading to the West Coast to visit my brother and his family. I’m rather peeved at him right now- he hasn’t been home in nearly 10 years, and I can’t afford to go out there to visit. And before you say anything - he didn’t visit BEFORE he had children. And truthfully, while I can understand that travel with children is a genuine bitch ESPECIALLY cross country, he *does* have a wifey so the equation would be one adult per child, as opposed to me travelling with my 3. I’ve done all the running through airports to catch connecting flights that I want to.
My travel plans have been officially kyboshed by gas prices. As much as I’d like to travel up and down the eastern seaboard this summer, I can’t afford it. Since I’ll be home this summer, I’ll also be babysitting my cousin again. Hopefully I can line up lots of fun things for us to do and avoid boredom. Last summer I was HUGELY pregnant, so we couldn’t go to the pool or park.
I’m on a book hunt again. It’s really too hot to crochet during the day, and I’ve got to have something to do while the kids run rampant on the playground. After everyone goes to sleep, I’ll be working on my pet project: bringing Granny’s cookbook to life in the digital age. I’m in the midst of scanning it in now, and will hopefully be able to produce something similar to Turning the Pages.
A friend of mine read about me getting called a gold-digging tramp and asked “OK, so is that ALL you’re looking for? A wallet and a smile?” The short answer is no, and I’m going to make the long answer another post as I put it into a clear, concise “Help Wanted” ad. Maybe.
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