Is This Too Hot?

We moved in to our new house in June. Well, I say we, but really it was James. The kids and I didn't move in to it until the end of August. The house had been empty for six months before we moved in to it. So, you can imagine that the owner shut down all utilities. James left to go to Tucson in July and when we got home last week he informed me that he had neglected to light the pilot on the hot water heater but that it should be just fine until he gets home in mid September. Now, I would like you to imagine that your hot water heater is not working and see if you think that is fine? I have to say that I was slightly annoyed with him. I just knew that the kids and I would not be able to shower and how on earth would I get my clothes and dishes clean without hot water?! We have been home for 9 days now and the hot water heater is still not on. However, our water is so hot that it steams up the bathroom and can burn. How is this happening? Did it really get lit and both of us are mistaken? No! It has been so hot here that the water that is sitting in the hot water heater is near to scalding! Do we have cold water to offset it? No! It is too hot here to have cold water unless it has been sitting in your fridge for some time, certainly no the pipes! I think this is too hot!!!!!

If You Were A Betting Man

Yesterday I picked up the girls from the bus stop. It is just down the street a bit, but I drove because it is so blasted hot. We got home and when it was time to go and pick up Parker I asked the girls if they wanted to come with me or stay home. Remember, it is just down the street. They wanted to stay. I hoped in the car and headed off. The bus was late, so I was just sitting the in the nice air conditioning of my car when I saw the man across the street waving like a mad man. I rolled down my window and he asked me if I had just felt an earthquake. I told him 'no' and he said he felt his car moving. I was hoping that he was wrong because my girls would not be happy to have an earthquake and me not be there with them. This occurred at 2:45. At 3:00 Parker's bus came rolling in and we headed off. When I pulled in to the driveway the girls were standing there, with Chancho on a leash and Kylee was crying her head off. Turns out we did have an earthquake. What are the odds of that happening right at the moment that I left them home!?! If you were a betting man I would say place the bet! It took us all a long time to stop jumping at every sound in Salt Lake but we got there. Calm, peaceful, earthquake free Salt Lake! The moment we enter the Imperial Valley the kids (and I) started worrying about earthquakes. Now the girls are freaked because I wasn't there. Sheez!

Taco, anyone?

I pulled in to Del Taco and the following conversation ensued:

Employee: Opening statement and then "Can I take your order?"

Me: "I would like 36 hard shelled tacos, please." (we had a lot of people)

Employee: "What?"

Me: (thinking he was shocked at the amount of tacos) "I need 36 tacos, please."

Employee: "We don't have tacos."

Me: "What?"

Employee: "We don't have tacos."

Me: (thinking, 'how do you not have tacos? Your name has taco in it!') "What????"

New Employee: "This is Wendy's."

Me: Crazy laughter and then "I don't need anything then!"

I pulled out and went across the street to Del Taco. I was telling the real Del Taco employee about it. When he gave me my order he said "Here are your 36 hamburgers!". You have to love life! Maybe this is the answer to my question on my previous post!

Who Is More Stupid?

Who is more stupid, me or Gateway mall parking? That is the question. Yesterday morning I went in to the mall to have my haircut. I went to pull in and looked at the carrying case on top of my car (don't judge, I am going home in a couple of days and need it on there). It cleared the bar that they hang down to show if your car is too tall. I pulled in and because it was early in the morning I parked right at the entrance. I got out, went in and got my hair cut. I left with no problem. Part of the day passed and I was looking in the mirror and realized that my hair was not symmetrical (this time it was supposed to be). I called the salon and they told me to come right in. I pulled back in to the parking lot but this time the mall was a lot busier and I had to go down A LOT lower in the parking. Did you know that the levels are not all the same height? Well, unfortunately for me they are not. Pretty soon I started scraping on the bars but I could not turn around or back up because of the crazy amount of cars behind me. I had to go under a beam (made up of chalk, drywall and who knows what else). I really wish that this beam had not been there. There was a long, horrible sound. I was cringing and wincing at it. A lady in her car looked out at me and said 'It is on your car'. I made a sad whining sound (really, any whining sound is sad and obnoxious, don't you think?) and got out. Sure enough, on top of my car, hanging over both sides with the bottom part of the beam! AHHHHH!!!! Seriously? This is happening to me? I had to lift it off (it was quite heavy) and put it against the side wall. I found a parking spot (I was already there I might as well fix my hair!) and went in to the salon. I was talking to my hair dresser about it and fretting that I would not be able to get out. He offered to come and help if necessary, but I was too embarrassed to have anyone I knew see me doing it! haha So, I got out okay and as I was driving down the road pieces of drywall were just flying from off the top of my car. It reminded me of driving behind a big semi that is loosing gravel, sand, etc. I got home, looked at my carrier and about cried. Two holes, one on each side at the back. James is going to kill me. Although, it is not really my fault. Don't you think that the bar you put in parking should come down to the highest height that the car can be to enter? Do you know how high your car is?