July 29, 2005

Got there, parked, and...

...had to stand outside. Which wasn't quite so bad since it had gotten cloudy, but still, half an hour outside isn't as nice as being inside. Stood. Waited. The woman in front of me--grandmother of someone, maybe?--looked like Willie Nelson without a beard. She had one of those faces you see in old sepia photos of sodbusters and Oakies--beat and withered and furrowed. But, she did have her nails polished really pretty. I bet she's got lots of good stories.

We finally started moving just as a few drops of rain started to fall. Went inside to the table to verify our residency, the lady looked like she was trying to remember something. "You seem really familiar..."

"Well, Rebecca was here last year in the 6th grade."

"Hmm, well, I, hmm."

She introduced herself as the clinic lady, and immediately it hit me why she remembered my name--"Wait--I bet you're remembering Ashley, right?!"

"YES! That's it! I knew your voice sounded familiar--we've talked on the phone a bunch!"

Indeed so. Quite a impression Oldest made--she's been gone for two years, you know. That's not a good thing in this instance.

ON to the schedule table, got both schedules, then on to the schedule/fee cross-check table, figured out that Boy's band class got left off the schedule, went to the office to fill out an add slip, went back past the cross-check table, checked in with the cashier, paid another lofty sum of money, found out that the moneytaker was going to be Rebecca's homeroom teacher and English teacher ("honors, by the way," he said with no small amount of pride), up the stairs to get PE uniforms, then out the door again. Fifteen minutes.

Hard to beat that for efficiency.

On to home, called to see if Reba was indeed going to pick up the remaining two from her mom's house, went inside and got supper going (homemade soup), THEN, it was time for MORON PROJECT PART II! HOORAY!

See, I still have those new taillights I have been itching to install. I had another bulb go out in the old ones, and I wanted it to look as spiffy as possible today for my lunch date with MFJeff (who let it slip out the other day that he is jealous I have a Moron Project to play with. Why? Well, he's a moron, too.)

BUT, you'll just have to wait--it's time for me to head out and go swap car books, so I'll see you in a bit.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at July 29, 2005 10:59 AM

Yep nothing says summer to me more than working outside in the sun and then having good old hot soup. Mmmmmmm.
I thought YFJeff was redoing a house; isn’t that enough of a moron project for anyone.

Posted by: jim at July 29, 2005 12:18 PM

It actually was pretty good, even though it was hot. Weird, I know.

And Jeff's house is finished, except for some minor trimwork. Looks superdeedooper, too.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at July 29, 2005 01:03 PM

Alrighty then! He obviously needs something else to fill his time and waste his money. I would suggest a car, a boat or perhaps starting on that home built “Florida” room.

Posted by: jim at July 29, 2005 01:27 PM

I keep telling him he needs to get a '72 Olds Cutlass to relive his yute.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at July 29, 2005 01:48 PM