Not sure if the earthquake is to blame or if it's some sort of payback for something I did or said, but our AC went out at home on Wednesday. When Ed got home, the needle on the thermostat was beyond 90 degrees, the highest number on the thing! Holy Cow! So while he took TJ to football practice, he called the AC guys and told them that I would be there at 7 to let them in. Except I didn't know I was going to be there at 7 to let them in, so I went to football practice instead. When I pulled up, I was unloading Deuce when Ed told me that he thought I was going home. So in my rush to throw Deuce at him and get back in the car to meet the AC people (because it was 7:15 at this point), I left my phone on top of my car. When I realized it, it flew off and I saw it in my rear view just long enough to see a big Dodge Ram run it over.
Friday night we went to the CHHS football game at East CHHS. Deuce had not been to a CHHS football game yet and he had a great time running around the track and doing his best to get on the field. Hurricane Irene brought a shower during the game so we spent most of the 2nd quarter huddled up under the bathroom overhang.
The outdoor shower was also torn apart along with some of the siding on the lower level of the house.