Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Wow Wednesday

Wow, I looked up and it's Wednesday.

Thursday in Denver was good, Hubby finished class at Noon, then we did the US Mint tour early. He/I bought some quarters, we are only missing one of the US Territories quarters. I'm not sure which one becasue the Hubby took over the collection. I know I have Virigin Islands, Guam and American Samoa, because I got them. Then we had a quick lunch at a food court under a bank. Back to the room for a Nap. Oh laa Laa

Then we strolled down the 16th Street Mall. I finally talked him into the Hard Rock Cafe. I've been trying to get him in there all week, it's only two block from the hotel. We wandered back to the hotel and watched a movie. Hubby packed, in case I had to check out without him. Checkout is Noon.

Friday, he got done at 1130, as I was going to call for the bell hop. I actually got everything packed into my suitcases, including the winter coats. My suitcase expands. We use the carry on size while we drive and the large cases in Denver. Nice to only have to lift out a small case for the hotels on the way home. We were actually outside of Denver at Noon. I'm the in town driver, he's the backseat driver and the navigator even with the GPS. Hubby turns the GPS so he can see it.... Yes you can laugh. When he drives he turns it so he can see it. So we made it to North Platte, Nebraska by 5 pm and stopped for dinner and decided to spend the night there, because it was pouring rain. Once we checked in, it started to thunder and lighning.

Saturday, up and out by 7 am. I talked him into letting me drive first so that when he got to Omaha, I would be driving again. We switch drivers ever 150 miles or so. It was still drizzling rain, but not bad. Until we got ten minutes to Lincoln, NE. There was a semi turned over on it's side in the ditch on the westbound side of I-80. Then about every ten miles or so, we saw another vehicle in the ditch, thankfully on the other side of the Highway. We turned north at Omaha and decided to drive all the way to Fargo, ND for the night. 12 hours of drive makes my tush feel flat.

Sunday we slowed down and took our time for the last three hours home. He even let me stop to throw away $20 at the Casino, but I walked out with $40. Moe, Larry and Curly liked me. Hubby picked the slot machine so as not to lose him in the casino I just played the machine next to him and we both won, Hubby was up $8. Stopped at the grocery store for bread and such.

Monday was catch up day, I paid bills, ran to post office, dry cleaners, groceries (more than bread). Tuesday was Physical therapy for my knee. I had fell down the stairs a couple of years ago, hyper extending my knee backwards. I sat on my toes, hald way down the stairs, I caught myslef with the railing and the wall. The ER just gave me a brace and tylenol. The brace sucked eggs. The stiffness and pain is getting harder to deal with, if I sit too long. The PT guy was good, he gave me some exercises to do. I had brunch with my daughter and ran more errands.

My father-in-Law sent me this cool website. Called Virtual Turnpike. www.vpike.com you type in addresses and it takes you there. You can turn in circles and see all the houses or business. I looked up my old house we lived in while I was in high school. How cool is that. I've been pluggin in addresses from my genealogy to see houses of my ancesters. If you don't have the house number put in the street name and you can drag the little stick figure to the right spot on the street. The only problem I have is how to save the photos, I don't want to print then scan the pics. I will figure it out.

Today is Nail day and Family History Library.
Well I better get my butt in gear, I need nail day bad. I'm down to 4 and 1 /2 nails. I even have a band-aid over one to stop a tear across the nail bed. Ouch. Three weeks for a nail fill is too much time for me, my nails grown really fast which then means the tips are too long and then they pop off with little or no force. They will be pretty again in fire engine red, I love it.

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