Did I say October, I meant December. Just kidding. We did have our first official snowfall yesterday. Being that it was a Sunday, you would think people would be able to take it easy on the roads, but no, it is the first snowfall and with it comes people who forget that your driving patterns have to change. Thank goodness I didn't have to leave the house yesterday.
We did keep busy on Saturday though. I went to work in the morning, and then spent the rest of the day helping Ashley move into her new place. I love this place.....love love love it. It took everything in my power not to want to organize things.. Hopefully everything falls into place for her. She didn't have a great start to the move - flat tire; lost her cell phone (but found it). Lost her car keys (but found them) The lost cell phone was actually a funny story - maybe not to Ashley at the time. I wake up Sunday morning to a text from Ashley (via Ethan's phone) that she lost her cell phone at a party the night before. So it's about 8;30 a.m; Sunday and I decide to try phoning her phone to see if anyone picks up. Sure enough this "baritone" voice answers hello. I play "dumb" and ask for Ashley. Baritone replies that he doesn't know who Ashley is, but he found this phone outside of a bar Saturday night. I thank him and ask for details to come and pick it up. He informs me that he has already made arrangements with someone to drop it off back at the bar. He also mentions that he and his roommate have not appreciated being woken up all night by the ringing of the phone. (who wouldn't love hearing the minions from Despicable Me, argue back and forth) I apologize for calling so early. He is pretty nice though, and shows some concern for me. "You must have kinda freaked out calling your daughter early on a Sunday and having some strange guy answer." I think I surprised him even more when I replied "Naw, she was staying at her boyfriends and I knew she was going to a party the night before!" Touche.... So I hang up and call Ashley (on Ethan's phone) I exclaim "Wow, you found your phone." To my surprise she says "No, not yet." So I go through my entire story, and as we are talking, her work phone rings, and it was the baritone stranger. (did I mention she just hung up on me). I didn't find out the end of the story until later in the day when Ashley came home (do I still call it her home?) They left right away and went to meet the guy and Ashley offered him $100.00 for finding her phone. He wouldn't take the money; he too had lost his phone the previous night, and someone turned it in. He wanted to return the favor.....Karma!!!!!!
The lost car key story wasn't so funny, only because Bill and I were getting the blame. Again, it's still Sunday and because of the snow, Bill decides there is no need to be moving stuff. Ashley and Ethan pop over to pick up a few things and Ashley can't find her car keys from Saturday. She is adamant that she left them on the kitchen counter. By now I have packed quite a few boxes from Ashley's room (not in a hurry to get that room cleaned, or am I) The elephant in the room is suggesting I must have packed them in a box or Bill must have moved them. Now I have been known to forget some things (Rolling Stones concert comes to mind), but really, I know what her large lanyard with keys look like. We establish that they must be in the house or at least the yard (she did move her motorcycle). We also establish what she was wearing and that the keys were not in any of the pockets. About 30 minutes later, Ethan returns from his truck, with said lanyard in hand. Seems the sweater Ashley had on, was in the truck, and guess what was in the pocket? It took some guidance but we did get an apology (for the elephant in the room)
Anyway, I got way off track. I had wanted to mention the concert we went to last Monday night.
Sarah Brightman. (or did I already mention it) Bill is a big fan and we had seen her once before at the Saddledome. Her original concert was last March, but it was cancelled and rescheduled for October. Well she is an amazing singer, but her production was a little less than exciting for me. (hopefully I won't forget this show)
Off to run errands and get the hair trimmed.
Stacey

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