On Thursday my boss came up to me and asked if I wanted to go to Miami tomorrow...(which was Friday of course). I said sure and got all the info I needed and loaded my car with a piece of glass. Friday morning I left the house after the boys both caught their buses. Chase and I had packed a lunch and drinks and headed out the door.
We took 41 instead of I-75 cause my car does not do too well over 60mph. I love going the scenic route. You see all the gators on the side of the road and this time I saw lots of wild rabbits. They were brown and cute.
We got to where we were supposed to be about 11 and had to wait about 2 hours before we could head home. We found a McDonalds close by and played on the playground a good part of the time.
Then it was time to head back and Chase fell asleep before we hit 41 again. For those that don't know 41 is about 90 miles long and pretty straight and it goes right through the everglades. There are Indian Villages and swamp buggy/air boat tours the whole way through. And you have to watch out for the Miccassukee Indian Police cause they will lock you up in little huts and never let you out...Well maybe thats just what my brothers always told me so I won't speed though that part.
I mowed the lawn today. Ricky and I split it up and we got the whole thing done in one day instead of two. Yeah!
Lately, I have been going out and laying on a hammock that my brother left here. Around 6pm when the sun is past the trees and its a little cooler out is the perfect time to do it. I almost fell asleep out there today. It is so relaxing out there. There are lots of lizards that keep me entertained and any of them that are one the hammock Chase has decided that they are the "Lizard King" because they are so high on the post.
Rick saw Chase today and he thinks we are staying at my moms house. I'm not going to tell him any different. He was supposed to give me some money but we all know how that goes, the guy was not home all day that he was getting paid from. What ever.
Well the boys want to check their myspace so I better git...
oh that reminds me...when Chase wants to use the computer now, he asks to "go on my space". And we say "myspace" and he says "no, my space!" It's really cute, but I am refusing to allow him to get a myspace account, cause
I'm a good mom like that. Maybe when he turns five...