I heart Bono. Rockers with a conscience AND cool names? I would like a cool name please.
But I haven't really earned a particularly cool name. This week I was just a run-of-the-mill dingbat. My dingbattyhood (wow, that is a word I have to use more often) yesterday went like this:
10am - The B. saw roofers arrive.
10:05am The B. saw roofers laying large blue tarp over driveway
10:06am The B. thought to self "hmmm... wonder if I should get my car out before unknown quantities of roof junk fill that there tarp that is located in front of the garage."
11am B. peers out and sees mound of junk on tarp blocking garage
You know what that means. The B. stuck in house on freezing cold day - all day - and let me give you the kicker: Cole was out of school. Uh-oh. Yes, the 30 minutes of snow from the previous day had become ice in some (rural) areas and all the metro counties closed school. It was a *sunny* cold day. And we live less than a mile from school. And the blue tarp stayed out there until 7pm.
You can see why thinking of Bono might have been an option for me. A few times I am pretty sure the noise of the kids playing tickle chase (oh you fun game, you) actually drowned the noise of 4 workers with nail guns positioned all over the roof. We couldn't get out because it was cold, and those tarps were all around the house, and junk was flying off from every side. Now, this did bring on an interesting window-peering session when tickle-chase was over. Look, flying tar paper! A novelty.
Did you like The B? It is popular with the Swedish crowd. And by crowd, I mean one friend. And her boyfriend that is my pretend friend. It is almost cool.
Wish I could sing.This morning? I put my car out on the street at first light.