For the fans of the National Lampoon's Vacation....hence the song used in the title....here's the National Lampoon's B Family Vacation....
Arrived in Mr. B's hometown a bit behind schedule due to traffic and, as we like to call the other drivers on the road, 'idiots on parade'. Things were fine until bedtime when it was discovered that Miss F's bag was left behind at the casa. Oops. Thank goodness for 24 hour Wal-Marts in the next town over. After attending a screening of "National Treasure: Book of Secrets" at the refurbished theatre (think Morris' and River Falls theaters, historic and cute) we headed to Wal Mart to replenish our daughters supply of, well, everything (she slept in her clothes that night).
Next day we head to San Antonio for the Dora the Explorer exhibit at the Botanical Gardens. Receive a phone call--alarm company--our front door is ajar. Receive new phone call, police have been alerted but we don't have a current permit. So...what do you do when you are 250 miles away and your house is being burglarized and 911 is a joke in yo' town? Well, besides laugh and think how sad those poor burglars must be--a 20 inch T.V. circa 1990, a computer (big, hulking PC) circa 2000, and nothing else very exciting? You call your 76 year old next door neighbor and ask her to check it out. Called her, she ran out of the house (I imagine with a bat in hand) and came back to tell us that the door had opened when the Power Co. put some info on the door handle--we'd walked off with our door unlocked and slightly ajar! Niiiiice....
Other than missing the world's largest ball of twine (ha!) the trip home was event free. Whew.
Random thought: how weird is it that I have a 2 year old who asks for 'Harry Connick music'? That's kinda weird, right?
2 comments:
Yah, wierd. Mine likes to listen to Norah in the car.
Not so weird, the girl knows what she likes and ain't afraid to ask for it! Speaking of HC, I need to borrow that CD from you, I have no idea where mine is.
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