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September 18, 2007
How do you spend 1 hr & 45 min in Walmart with 1 year old?
We went to get our oil changed and tires rotated this morning. I checked in a little after 9am and they told me it would be 1hr and 45 minutes before the car was done. Not that I expected less than that, but hearing it confirmed was a bit scary. We loaded up the diaper bag with extra diapers, snacks and drinks. I grabbed my purse and coffee and we started off in an effort to find a cart. Thankfully that took 5 minutes off our total time trying to get to the front of the store and get laoded up. Oh, I forgot to mention that I only had about 12 items on my list to buy. I walked slowly and tried to find all the interesting stuff to look at for Belle. She had picked t the "toddler" cart where the kid can buckle themselves into the front of the cart and ride by themselves. (Ps.Those things are very hard to steer) We went to the personal care area and found our vitamins and past the toys. By this time Belle is anxious to get out of the cart and walk, well no, she doesn't want to walk. She wants me to hold her. Which means I have 1 hand to push the cart! We head down the candle and photograph sections and by this time she is crying and doesn't want to do anything with the cart. I look at my watch and realize 8.5 minutes has passed since we have checked our cart in. AAAAHHHHHHH! I never want to do this again!
Luckly I had grabbed a huge pile of crackers and she sat in the cart for a long time eating those while we walked around and I pointed things out to her. I checked back in at the car section after an hr to see how things were coming and it was done! I asked her if she had announced it over the PA and she said she had called for "Jason Rohlf" Well, that was probably the problem. My name is Leah Rohlf and I was busy pointing out the different colored packages of diapers to my child! ;)
But praise the Lord we are done, the oil is changed and we are at home and it is nap time!
Posted by Leah at 12:45 PM | Comments (2)
September 02, 2007
I have no idea why this stuff happens to me...
maybe it is because someone up there knows that I have a blog and I will tell people about it. :) Either way, I had this blog written in my mind last night around 10pm!
So, last night we were in bed about to go to sleep and I got up to get another pillow. Our windows were open and I thought to myself "What is that smell? It smells a little like a skunk outside... hmm." As I crawled back into bed I asked Jason if he could smell it and he said, "A little." (Ps. We have two fans in our room. A ceiling fan and another smaller one that my genius husband rigged up to push the hot air out and cool air will then come in. I didn't realize until last night how fast something will move through that small 10x12 room!)
A moment later I'm almost dozing and Jason says to me: "It's getting stronger." I roll over from having my head burried between my pillows and right away start coughing and gagging. In a matter of 10 seconds my nose and throat are both burning and I'm back to having my head burried under my pillows. Every few minutes I resurface to see if things are better, but they are not. Jason finally shut the windows but I wasn't convinced that was going to work since it had permiated our room. (Yes, all the windows downstairs were open as well). As my head is buried I hear my hubby get out of bed and before I know it he is spraying down our room with the bathroom air freshner spray. Oh my. Now we have our nostrils and throats burning with skunk smell covered with the fake "fresh air" smell. I ask Jason what we are going to do. Know what he said?
"Guess we will just have to wash everything in tomato juice."
Oh right. Why didn't I think of that. The carpet, all our bedding, our entire closets full of clothes, the mattresses, and while we are at it, we should probably wash down the walls as well. Oh my GOSH! I was pretty sure I wasn't going to sleep wondering what in the world we would have to do to our house in the morning.
However, I'm praising the Lord today that there is no remainig evidence of the little critter that....welll you know... did his thing somewhere near our front lawn. And I"m also thankful that every other time in my life that I have smelled a skunk I was in a car and was able to "run away" after just a few annoying minutes. I don't think I will ever complain again when driving past a skunk because I will remember the night I was burried under my pillows praying to the Lord for little things.... like .... air.
Posted by Leah at 04:24 PM | Comments (3)