wake me up when the week is over....

what next, i ask you.

since i lost the grocery money on tuesday, here's what's happened to my week:

• i lost a filling in a really annoying place in my mouth. it's not only a prime spot for food entrapment, it's on the inside of a molar, so it's in contact with my tongue constantly. ( you know how when you lose a filling you tend to look for the spot now and then with your tongue? well, imagine being tempted to do it all the time because you are feeling the hole all the time--you don't even have to feel around for it! it should be an internationally approved form of torture for spies and the like)


• i left messages at all the places i stopped at in crivitz on tuesday and no one has called back saying they found my grocery $$$$$. dennis said "no one is going to call" and so far he is right. that makes me even more forlorn. i like to think people are good. but i have lost 5 pounds..... :0)


• yesterday during green bay's "rush hour" traffic, my molly rear-ended the car in front of her. a jaguar no less. both her air bags deployed, and she had her belt on, thank god (some of my motherly yammering paid off). she got a ride on the backboard to the emergency room and the poor kid got a ticket to boot. but the officer was kind, which meant a lot to her. so it was a flying ride to green bay followed by the usual leisurely wait for care as an emergency case. the word paradox comes to mind. is that the right word??maybe not. who cares. no broken bones, scrapes, and of course a lot of soreness to come in the days ahead. and no sleep for this mom last nite at all!


• the car fared worse. i took the day off today, drove back to green bay, found the towing place, thanks to patrick, took pictures of the damage, met the junkyard cat--scabby ears, mangy dandruffy fur, and, of course, extremely friendly to strangers. as i took my pictures of the car i noticed several dried up mouse (mice?) corpses littering the area. at least the cat has an activity. how boring to live at a junk yard. i had to put a bunch of molly's stuff in my car then went in to settle up with the towtruck man. come back out to my car, get ready to pull out, and there is a "meow" from the back seat. black scabby tabby had jumped through my window and was curled up taking a bath and kneading it's undeclawed claws into my leather! damn! and it was only nine-thirty am!!


• i got flipped off in the walmart parking lot, i know not why. just had to get prints made of the big damage, otherwise i avoid all walmarts until after 9pm.


• after i went to see molly--she stayed with her sis and pat last nite--they are wonderful--went to pdq to get my car washed and detailed. in the process of unloading all my crap from the car into a garbage bag, for their convenience, i locked my keys in the trunk. that's when i lost it in a big way because my trunk latch is in the center console, which was locked. i sat in the pdq lot for a while and cried. then i got in the car and was able to pry up the side of the console cover enough to get my pinkie in and push the trunk button. i did not get my car washed. i drove away and came home.