Soooo, does this mean they have un-happy hour?
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Thanks for putting up with my wisenheimer posts over the past few days.
The pics were taken on our trip farther up in the Northwoods on Saturday to buy the new car and each one just caught me as funny.
I’ll try to have some sort of meaningful content for you tomorrow.
Or not.
We’ll just have to see what happens.
When someone throws you a life preserver, you grab it to stay alive.
Apparently the owner of this gas station didn’t understand this.
They were out of business.
As they say in the carpentry business, “Measure twice, cut once.”
I’d call the insurance company now if I were them and triple the policy on that baby, because they’re gonna need the money come spring.
When Rick wants something, he is relentless. He will go on and on about it until he gets his way.
This time around, it was a new vehicle. And you would guess that the vehicle would be for him and I would be all for it. Well, you are right on one part of that: I would be all for it.
But he didn’t want the vehicle for him, he wanted it for me. Now, we have only had our little blue Chevy Aveo’s for 4 years, and mine was starting to grow on me. Granted, I’m not a fan of driving small cars because I have this paranoia of being hit/run over/pushed off the road by anything bigger than me, but we were getting along just fine, and the only threat that I had with it were deer hitting me.
So after 2 months of pestering/hinting/sending car links to me, I finally threw in the towel and looked for something that I would possibly like. Easy, right? Bwahahahaha! It’s like walking into a store and finding that perfect sweater/pair of jeans/purse when you are not looking for it, but when you really want it you find bupkis! Ladies, you know what I mean, right?
When I finally let the cat out of the bag to Rick that I found something I liked, he immediately called the dealership and made an offer. And in my husband’s normal fashion of buying anything for me, it was anything but the basic model. Oh no, it had all the bells and whistles (and some extra ones that we didn’t discover until later).
The newest addition to our family is a 2012 KIA Sportage. Not a huge vehicle, but something that gets me a little higher off the ground so that I feel a little less invisible.
And, I love it! LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!
Back-up camera, 2 sunroofs, a voice command system that will make phone calls and change the radio station, heated seats and much more. Heck, the glove box even doubles as a cooler to keep drinks cold!
My little blue car has found a new driver with Rick. He traded his twin in on the Sportage, and being the savvy wheeler dealer that he is, got the price he wanted.
Like I said, when he wants something, he gets it.
Playing cards run in the Rooney blood. I have witnessed this first hand. Anytime you get more than 4 of them together, you can guarantee that there will be a card game of some sorts going on.
And they are hard core when it comes to cards. Money is usually involved. Every man/woman for themselves.
Fact: There was a card game in full swing at our wedding reception.
So I guess I shouldn’t have been so surprised when I entered the kitchen when Nichole and the girls were visiting to discover a card game in full swing.
Only this time there was only one adult involved.
Turns out that Rick had combined “Go Fish” with Gin Rummy. Fish Rummy?
The only thing missing were the betting chips. If we had any, you know they would have been used.