I always have trouble with the time change. My first pickups are at 6:45, before sunrise, now it is bright and sunny. This morning my normally half asleep high school group (9th grade boys) were goofing around and stringing seat belts together. ::sigh:::I am sure they will settle down soon.
Saturday night we watched the boys and decided since it was the last big breakfast at our campground, we help cook, that we would just stay at the trailer since it's just down the street. Our house is about 20 minutes from the kid's house. So we stopped by the trailer before going to the kids house to light the furnace as it would be dark & late when we came back. And when it's dark a job like lighting the furnace involves a lot of swearing since we usually forget how to do it from year to year. As I open the camper door I see some mouse poop, this is not unsual, the gun club is in the middle of farms and the fields are all being harvested. Mark realizes he did not put the steel wool in the hole for the power cord so the mouse found his way in. No biggie, I am used to cleaning up after mice. BUT then I look up...there is a tree branch poking into my trailer...and there is a hole where the tree branch came through....more swearing (not by me, I decided to laugh...one of us has to be the calm one and this time it's my turn). We survey the damage and decided to head to Jeremy's for the items we need to repair the damage. It all ended up working out a-ok as after talking to some other club members we have been included in a group that will be sealing their roofs with left over roofing tar from one of the member's jobs. We will trade work for tar...pretty nifty.
Liz's play was very, very good. It was a Neil Simon production and I actually had a good time. This one was very well acted with an elaborate stage. She ended up working yesterday and again tonight. Kohl's is having a big sale for family members with 15 percent extra savings this upcoming weekend. We can pick out what we want and then pay for it on the weekend. We will be going Wednesday. The boys have so many toys that Tracey requested clothes for Christmas. I love shopping for the little ones, but with so many boys do you think Jeremy will notice if I buy Dayton pink?!??
Jeremy with the boys at the pumpkin farm. Look the deer even posed!