Tuesdays Ramblings

Not to much fall like or even Halloweeny type stuff happened today. I got up and took the monsters to school. Then I came home and messed with the computer. A friend stopped by and then the 3 of us went and looked at some forclosed with him. Then went and got the monsters from school. We came home everyone ate. I took band monster to practice. An hour and a half later I sat in the parking lot waiting to take her to the competion. It was very local so instead of getting busses they had us drive the kids. So now I'm waiting for a call to go and get her. Oh, I got all the jars washed off and in the process of heading down to the pantry.

I got a Halloween sign and it says " A witch lives here with her little monsters". I thought that was just the cutest thing. I have it hanging outside the front door so everyone can see. I have a picture..... yep on the camera.... nope not uploaded yet.... I know bad blogger.... LOL! I did add a Halloween countdown display on the blog. I thought it was very kewl. One of the monsters pulled out all the boxes of decorations while I was at Bingo last night. That was so nice of her to do that for me. Now I just need to get the energy to put it all up.

Grim and I have gotten a hair brained idea....... Drum Roll.... LOL! First some background. We have a 1967 Chevy Malibu. It is baby blue and white. About two years ago we rebuilt the motor and did some other stuff to it. Grim had it up for sale for awhile with no real interest. We don't have to sell the car.... It was just one of those things taking up room in the garage and he thought eh, what the hell. Since the accident we have decided not to sell it. So now we have decided that we need to get a vintage travel trailer to use with the car. And of course the fates are with us on this. I started my search on craigslist. And low and behold I found a 1966 travel trailer for $600. I figure it must be in really rough shape. Then what do I find while I'm looking up vintage travel trailers, a restoration place right here like an hours drive away.... Who knew!

Gotta Run,

Yart