I think the only good thing about living in this city is that they have activities on different times of the year at the Sports Complex. They have a 4th of July party with fireworks, never been, but I have heard it is nice. We went to the Halloween party and it was great. They had activities for the kids, a chili cook off, baking contest, Haunted House and a Costume Contest.
We just came back from the Holiday Party, they had food, hot chocolate, Santa, reindeer, elf, and SNOW. Well crushed ice and all the kids had a blast throwing crushed ice all over the place. Even my Monkey had fun, since we are deprived of the real thing we had to conform with this. They also had soap from this machines coming down like it was falling from the sky.
Here's a video of that!
We have been pretty much stress free since we don't have to worry about choosing who's house we are going for X-mas. But something always has to go bad, today I had a car accident. Not anything major the baby and I are just fine but I am going to make a appt. just to make sure. So I was backing out of a parking spot to go to lunch, I looked back I saw a silver Honda go by and then nothing was there, then I just hear the crash. I was so mad at myself but whatever, I get out and its one of our well know customers at the bank. damn it! I said I was very very sorry and asked him what he wanted to do he just had a dent no scratches, he said not to worry he would fix it himself, but my rear light broke, and my bumper went into the tire. I said I didn't want to do that, I wanted him to get his car fixed and my insurance would pay. So far no one was mad, well I was but only at myself because I should have seen him. Then as I was calling my insurance company he got all mad because he wanted to talk to my insurance, like if I was a child and did not know what the hell I was doing. I told him that I ask for his information so that they could fix the cars, not to get anyone in trouble them he wanted to call the cops as if I had run from the scene or something. What an ASSHOLE. I am not making sense but I just had to vent because I was only trying to help ,even though he has some crappy car that's as old as I am. Now I feel better and I am not upset anymore. It's just a CAR. What matters is that we are all healthy and happy.
Posted by Monkeyz Mommy at Thursday, December 21, 2006