Book Of Likes Faces

I get frustrated easily. Tonight, my truck stopped at an intersection and would not start. I call roadside assistance for a tow truck and after several calls and being put on hold too many times, they said there was no tow truck available. Funny how I found some available. Anyway, I remembered I had a battery boosted behind the seat and I hooked it up to my battery. The truck started and I drove home. So now either the battery is toast or the alternator. I will find out tomorrow. It just makes me mad when you pay for a service and the provider doesn't do their job.

What a crazy afternoon to this fine and dandy New Year's Eve so far! I've been driving Uber and I had picked up a man on the east side. He sat in the front and we were casually talking when all of a sudden he sneezed and out falls a glass eye! Yesss...omg whhen he sneezed his glass eye actually came flying out at me and I caught it in the friggin air! I then handed it back to him and he popped it in and said thank you. I didn't know what else to say to him, not even a "you're welcome". So, we rode in silence for the rest of the way to his destination. When we finally arrived, he turned and asked if he could have my number. Of course I was flattered, but I told him I was in a relationship. He grinned at me and said, "That's a shame, you really caught my eye." A crazy but fun and eventful happening to end my 2022! Hope everyone stays safe tonight, Happy New Year 2023 !!

I look at my children's adult faces. I think of births. Blood and the lot. I think of diaper changes. Babysitters. Midnight feedings. I think of doctor’s visits. Halloween costumes. Laundry. Teacher’s meetings. Thousands of drop-offs and pick-ups. Injuries. X-rays. Late night coughing. Potty training. Permission slips. More laundry. Emergency rooms. Broken bones and casts. Surgeries. Ear aches. Blood. Tubes. Discipline. Questions. Struggling with food. Struggling with shoe-laces. Struggling with winter boots. Winter coats even. Brushing hair. Crafts. Nebulizer treatments. Homework. Attempting to e😜lain discipline. Chores. More blood and the lot. Running to the school with forgotten homework/chromebooks/clothing/band instruments. Divorce. Birthday parties. Stitches. Periods. Dealing with bullies. More questions. More e😜laining discipline. Teachers who didn’t believe there were bullies. Sleepovers. Fights. Fundraisers. Little League baseball and softball. Soccer. Dance squad. Cheer. Football. Wrestling. Competitions. Church. Holding them while they cry. Traveling to away events. More teacher’s meetings. Driver’s Ed. Even more blood and the lot. Forgotten homework on early school mornings. Cousins. Grandparents. Mean friends. Awkward real life adult education. More laundry. More fights. Late night snuggles. Forgotten permission slips. Always more questions. Fighting over homework. Choir. Musicals. Madrigal dinners. First jobs. Basic training. Volunteering. College. Girlfriends/boyfriends. Breakups. Soooo much laundry. Failed college. Overseas deployment. Grad school. More jobs. Did I do enough? Did I? Time will tell. I love you my babies. I promise to be a good Granny to your babies one day.

After consulting with a couple of e😜erts and eliminating possibilities of sickness or fever, I have discovered my problem...I am allergic to autumn leaves from the mold spores!!