Well, well, well...

...what do we have here? Nothing. I have nothing today. So I will do what I do best, blab about totally insignificant things.

Book club is tonight. We read A Thousand Splendid Suns and I really enjoyed it. It drew me in. My heart broke for the people of Afghanistan. Specifically the females. Made me so thankful to be a sassy, free, lazy American woman!

Speaking of being a free American...I am so bored with politics and the debates. I'll be honest and say I am always bored with politics. This will make my wonderful Aunt Diane sigh, she is eat up with it! Don't get me wrong, I am a voter and strongly believe in our right to vote. Thank goodness for that. But the campaigning? Seriously, it is lip service. Neither one of them will stick to what they are blowing up our skirts right now.

I think my disinterest in politics goes back to my Political Science class my freshman year of college. God help me it was at 8am, the professor was completely monotone and looked like Abraham Lincoln. I failed that class. It had nothing to do with the underage drinking, the slumber party like atmosphere of my dorm or frat parties that I may or may not have been involved in. Nope, none of that was a factor. It was purely my dislike for poli-sci.

The real injustice of the whole situation was that I re-took it the next semester....and what professor walked in that first day of class? Yep, Mr. A. Lincoln himself. Doh! I pulled myself together and squeaked out a C. I was traumatized by the whole thing really.

Oh glorious Fall is in the air! I am a cold weather girl through and through. The past few weeks we have had a lot of rain. This week it cooled off and the lows were in the upper 40's. Bring it. It has been rainy and misty most of this week.

Here is what blonde rascal does when it gets cold...Time for a tent in the living room. It is the mother of all messes. Couch cushions from his room, every pillow and blanket within a 100 mile radius. But let's be honest, we all did this as children and loved every minute of it.

This was quite an elaborate set up, as far as forts go. It involved the air mattress which allowed for a two story fort.


Select stuffed animals got to camp out on the top story.
You know what else happens when it rains consistently? I'll tell you what happens, the long dirt roads that I must traverse to get to my neighborhood turn to soup. Muddy, nasty, pot hole ridden, slippery soup.

I must preface the remainder of this story by saying that hubs has been in the wholesale auto auction business for the past almost 4 years. It is his perfect fit...since from the age of 16 to the present (47) he has probably traded his vehicles 500 times. Am I right pesky brother-in-law Mark? The joke is that when it needs an oil change...he trades it. Now that he has free reign to just drive whatever he wants off the car lot, guess whose car he trades? Yep, if he can make a buck off of what I am driving, then I get the "go clean out your car" phone call.

It is all over now however. The last trade resulted in me getting a Volvo sedan. That was almost 2 years ago. A record. I threw down the gauntlet with the Volvo. I. Will. Not. Trade. It. I am crazy in love with it. I can't describe it, it is my "soul car" I guess. That explains why you still see those boxy preppy Volvo's from the 80's. The owners love them...and they will go for 400,000 miles. I will be in my Volvo in 20 years and it will then have that nerdy/preppy look! I can't wait.

However, the engineers at Volvo never anticipated one of their masterpieces be turned into a country road driving machine.

Can you guess what this is?I know that is a loaded question since I live amongst livestock...but this is not cow manure! No, but it is a car turd.
Yep, when it rains that is dirt road remains that slide off of my wheel well when I pull into our garage.

Somewhere in Switzerland right now an engineer has his head in his hands wondering why I would subject his (formerly shiny white) car to this. Sorry Mr. Swiss, I love your neutral country and your brilliant cars really I do. It may not make it to 400,000 miles at this rate.

I need an amphibious car. Don't tell hubs.

That is all I have for today. Don't say I didn't warn you. Erase all of this nonsense from you brain and move on to a more worthy, meaningful, uplifting and educational blog!