Saturday, July 11, 2015

Rawr

Today I woke up to my son roaring.  We still have a monitor, even though he's nearly two.  Not because we're overly concerned, but because of two reasons: 1.) He's downstairs and we're not. 2.) He sleeps through the night so if he's crying, something is wrong.  It's worked out well.  He's the best sleeper we've had and he makes an excellent alarm clock as he consistently wakes up and fusses at 7 am.

Usually, the Bean will cry out and then chatter to himself for awhile.  If you're desperate to sleep in, sometimes he'll stay quiet until after 8.  This morning, he thought he'd try something different.
A little background: poor little guy had been sick for a few days (fever, nasty poop, and one throw-up).  We hear a noise this morning that sounds like, "grrr".  Our first thought is, is he sick?  Then it happens again, very clearly, "grrrrr".  When we get downstairs to his room, he does it again as a greeting.  That's right, he's roaring quietly.  Not crying, not yelling, but "grrrr"ing.  

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Drivers scare me

My morning:
Hubby's jeep is busted so I drove him to work, which is a private school out in the country.  On the way back, I ended up behind a handicapped driver in a beaten-up, red pickup.  To be honest, old rusty pickups freak me out a little.  I know it's crazy, but I worry that they're going to explode at any moment.  Hit a pothole?  BAM!  Sharp turn?  BAM!  On that same train of thought, discarded cigarette butts terrify me as well.  That is a fire waiting to happen.  Old pickup driving over used cigarette?  BAM!

Anyway, what freaked me out more was the erratic driver.  It's a 45 MPH road and we're going between 30 and 50 MPH at any given point.  This a really curvy road, mind you, and the 30's sometimes coincided with straightaways and 50's with turns.  Ooh, it was worrisome.  Even worse, all four of their tires would cross the double yellow line.  Yes, the one in the middle.  As a motorcycle rider, I know how dangerous that is, especially around curves, so I was praying not to encounter any other vehicles on the road.  We didn't except for one other pickup.

We lost them once we got to town and I can't say I minded.