It was supposed to be a day of reflection

Today is the second anniversary of my Dad's passing. I was planning on putting together a post reflecting on all that I feel about Dad, how much I miss him.

But instead of a quiet day deep in thought, I spent the day in my car.

(FYI: My car is not working, again, so we have one car.)

6:30 am: Alarm goes off.

6:59: I realize that I turned off said alarm and am now oversleeping.

7:00 to 7:05: Took fastest shower ever.

7:45-8:00: In car, driving Isabelle to dentist appointment.

9:00-9:15: Driving from dentist to home, to pick up Lorelei.

9:15-9:20: Driving Isabelle and Lorelei to school.

9:25-9:45: Getting shampoo, conditioner and cat food at the store.

10:00-11:00: Only time all day to sit and do nothing.

11:00-11:30: Driving to RAPTOR to pick up birds for afternoon program.

11:30-12:30: Chasing, packing up and stuffing car with birds. (And the car seats are still in there...again, only one car, and that's the small one.)

12:30-1:00: Driving from RAPTOR to preschool.

1:05: Drop off girls at home, grab RAPTOR book, etc.

2:00-3:00: Educational program.

3:10-3:40: Driving back to RAPTOR with girls and birds filling the car.

3:40-4:30: Putting birds back in mews, and keeping track of girls at the same time.

4:30-5:30: Driving back home with girls, no birds, trying to get there in time for Geoff to take girls to the Y for swimming class, through rush hour traffic.

And finally...

Home. Alone.

I cleaned the living room, which totally needed it. And then I laid down on the couch with Nellie and Boomer, and fell asleep until Geoff and the girls got home at 8:00 pm.

Whew.

Isabelle's dentist has "banana chairs".
Isabelle may very well be the best dental patient ever. She jumps up and down when I tell her it's time to go back to the dentist.
Above each banana chair, the lights are covered with a picture of a blue sky and clouds. And they have a million flavors of toothpaste, fluoride, etc. Very cool. I wish I could go there for my teeth.

I have been trying to get a picture of this sign for weeks. This is down the road from RAPTOR, a pet store called "The Animal House". They are advertising Wolf Hybrid pups.

Um, hello?

Now, I have met dog/wolf hybrids, and while they are beautiful, I wouldn't trust one with my worst enemy, much less my kids. Kathi, want to chime in on this? What's your professional opinion?

I found a neat photo of my Dad today, between all the chaos. This was taken in 1939, when he was about 9 months old. What a life he had...and how short it was.

When I am more mentally ready to post about him, I will.