Well it's Friday again, and a loooong Friday it's been. I'll tell you ALL about that in a little bit, but for now it's time to show off the loo. Yep both of 'em. Hop on over to Kelly's Korner and check out where everyone else, umm, does their business :) Hope you guys enjoy! I'm going to try to figure out how to get the pictures aligned right this week. We'll see how that goes, too.

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So now that you've seen where we do our business, lets get down to business.. Today was one of the longest days of my life. We were scheduled for a 1:00 appointment and the Children's hospital with Cardiology for my daughter. We left in plenty of time, ran by McDonald's and got lunch, and off we went. As we were pulling onto the freeway, the air quit working. I was like man I really don't want to drive all the way up there in this heat with no air. Then I realized it: the car was overheated. I pulled over and sat there. One little kid (I say that, he very well could have been my age) stopped just as I pulled over, but as there really wasn't anything he could do, I thanked him kindly and we sat. For forty minutes no one else stopped. I read books to my daughter, tried to get a hold of the Dr's office, and also tried to find a ride. I called a friend from church who works at the hospital. She was off and was gonna come and get us and take us there. Then, karma would have it, she couldn't find her keys. So after forty minutes of sitting in the heat (and begging God for at least a breeze, which he did mercifully grant us) a man stopped. He said the car was cool enough to take the radiator cap off. He was like 'drive it over to the gas station and we'll get some water in it'. I said oh I have water. 'Smart girl' he says. My Daddy's a mechanic. I could have done all this myself, but since chivalry isn't dead, I decided to let the kind older man do it for me. Besides, I really didn't want to get dirty. Just kidding. So we get the car going and I run over and refill my water bottles, just in case. All this time I've been calling the cardio office and getting a voice mail. 'You've reached____ cardiology. Our hours are 8-5 Mon-Fri with a lunch break from 12-1. Please leave a message and we'll call back.' OR something like that. I called and got that particular message until 1:30 when someone with a pulse graciously answered the phone. They said that even though we would be over an hour late to come and they would see us anyhow. Thank goodness bc I'd already cried 3 times at this point. So off we go on our 45 minute drive. The car did fine and I decided that since we were running so late I would just pay the ten bucks to valet instead of going out to the parking garage. Umm no. Now you have to pay up front, and they don't take ATM cards. Sigh. So crying again, I head out to the parking garage, and walk the mile and a half that it seems to be back inside. I tried desperately not to give the valet guy a dirty look bc really, it isn't his fault. He's just a worker bee, or something. Anyhow.. we get in and they send us to the wrong waiting room. Luckily, someone checked and sent us to the right place within about five minutes. After all that we get in to the Dr and they did the EKG just to start. It was perfectly normal. I knew it would be. If your car makes a noise and you take it to the mechanic, what are the chances that the car will still be making said noise when you get there?

I digress (<3>