12 on the 12th: It's been awhile...

It's been a few months...let's see if I remember how it's done...

Just after 0700...Hubby heads out on Miss Reliable, Brigitta.

An hour later, It is time to send Thing One off to school (Thanks JG)

In the never ending quest to find ways to make track off seem like vacation for one child, while not inviting the green eyed Jealousy monster into the home, we decided to try "breakfast out".

Note to self and others: their pancakes are very filling. Split an order next time...
Next stop: some groceries. Only bought what was on the list. I guess going with a full tummy is good for the sticking to the list concept!

Post Office: yeah, they are closed today but I was determined to mail my HOA proxy in before I lost THIS one too!

Note to fellow PV Pals: have you mailed your proxy in?

Now, I knew the post office was closed, and was pleasantly surprised to see the bank was open.

Columbus Day: apparently only some federal folks enjoy this "Holiday".

Oh, wait, it is also Canadian Thanksgiving, right? Happy Gobble Gobble to my Northern friends!

I couldn't resist. After months of waiting, the sign to our section is up.

It is SO pretty...I really hope that the taggers decide to leave it alone...

Week 3 of 3 weeks off track: Don't ask...I've given up trying to keep the house in some state of order.

I had thought about returning to the craft table...but then...

The Sprinkler Guy showed up for our seasonal blow out..

Of the SPRINKLERS you fools...come on, usually only MY mind is in the gutter...
And in keeping with the "change of seasons" lawn care going on outside, I decide to tackle the bedroom closet. Out went the summer tshirts (on the bed), and in went the long sleeved tshirts.

The pile on the floor is NOT laundry but rather stuff going to Good Will.
And just when you think the end of a quiet day is near, the Sheriff shows up!

Ok, so I knew he was coming.. You see, while I was watching the sprinkler guy do his thing, his partner pulls up to chat and find out where the next job is...

Only problem is, the partner when backing up and turning around his truck, took the corner too sharp and clipped the pretty red car.

YES, they don't call me Mrs. Kravitz for NOTHING...

I saw the whole thing and when it appeared as if "sprinkler associate" was going to ignore his problem and drive off....well...me and the realtor (Hi SB) brought it to their attention. (oh yes, right as the associate did his poor turn, my friend and the realtor for the house next door to mine, showed up and saw the entire incident from a second angle. We shall crown her an honorary Mrs. Kravitz)

They were cool about it...and ultimately did the right thing...

*They had better have done the right thing...I know the one guy's dad and he'd have been H.O.T. had I called him and told him they acted in any way less than decent young men.

Yeah, they don't call me Martha "Mafia", leader of the coven for nothing...