I had a pretty good weekend. Hope you did, too.
Saturday night we went to the drive in and saw "Cars" and "Click." Both movies were excellent. We seldom stay for both movies these days, but we felt these two warranted staying up for. We didn't get home until almost 3 a.m., so I was tired Sunday. I really didn't sleep late Sunday, as I had a lot of house work to catch up on.
Last night Jess got a boy guinea pig, which she named after a county singer that she likes named Dirks Bentley. She, thankfully, chose the "Bentley" part. Jess has changed a lot since we moved from the city out into the middle of nowhere. All of a sudden she went from liking pop and hiphop/R&B to liking country music. Even Josh knows some country tunes now.
This turn of events has robbed us of one of our prime parenting tools. When the kids would argue in the back seat of the car, Rob would turn to a country music station and make sure that the music went to the speakers in the back. This would torture the kids so much that they would quiet down rather than be subjected to one minute of such music.
The last time Rob attempted this, he turned to the station with his usual glee, and Jess yelled from the backseat, "Rascal Flatts! Rascal Flatts! That's their new song! Don't turn it!"
Rob glanced at me accusingly and muttered, "This is your fault. If you hadn't drug us all out into the country to live, she never would have went over to the dark side."
To this I replied, "Hmmm. I believe you're the one that had "Kenny Rogers' Greatest Hits" in your music collection when we first met, not me. Besides, I managed to grow up in the country for eighteen years without becoming a country music fan. She must have just had the gene in her DNA." :)
So, that's the two big events of the weekend. Other than that, I did laundry, cleaned, worked at our shop for a few hours, and cleaned some more.
How was your weekend?
The next post will be a picture of Bentley since he's the latest addition to our family. He's about as sweet as they come. That's a relief, because Sabu, our 1 1/2 year old male guinea pig bites. He doesn't like to be touched or petted. That is something I've never had with guinea pigs. I have had lots of them in my life, and Sabu is my first biter. Thank goodness Bentley is sweet and docile like he should be. :)
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