The bathtub is out of my living room. Unfortunately it is not in the bathroom. It’s in the garage. At least until Steve comes home this weekend and we can do something else. I’m glad it’s out of the living room, but I was really hoping to make it into the bathroom.
Steve and his dad attempted to install it when I was gone yesterday to take the kids to cheerleading. I came home to find it in the garage and Steve says the bathtub will not fit.
But…
I didn’t see it not fit. By my calculations it should fit. And I’ve done a lot of moving organizing and I’m usually the one to figure out just how to turn something so it’ll fit. So. But I can’t do it myself and my hubby is convinced it won’t fit. I just need to figure out how to convince him we should try again without making him mad that I won’t take his word for it.
In Other News
Beth at work called me Interim Editor yesterday. I told her I preferred Slave of the Week.
The thing about being in charge of the newspaper is that everyone wants to talk to you and you don’t really have time to talk to them. And I’m sorry, but I don’t know why Tony decided to not run your letter to the editor. No, I’m sure it wasn’t because he supports Bush, I know he has a “Defoliate Bush” sticker on his car, and besides, his personal politics can’t be considered when deciding on letters. You’ll have to wait until next week and ask him. She suggested he put her letter was in a safe because it was THAT good. I chuckled, but she, it turns out, was serious.
On Wednesday (in the week that already is as full as any of my weeks could possibly be) my mom will be going to the hospital for outpatient surgery. She is having a biopsy because her doctor found a lump in her breast. I hope it was OK I blogged that. I’ve barely even told my children. Ah well, she knows I blog about everything.
Anyway, I can’t be at the hospital Wednesday morning because I have a meeting I have to cover and can’t get out of and can’t get Tony to cover. Which bugs me as a daughter, but at the same time, I know I have to go to the meeting. I don’t have any options. It’s already going to hurt to lose Wednesday afternoon at work. But that’s OK because I’ll get the newspaper done. I just hope the server problems we were having yesterday are fixed so I can actually get my photos and things done. I will be going to see my mom as soon as I get out of the meeting. My niece will be able to be there sooner though.
OK. I have to run. I am not getting anything done here blogging. Steve left this morning….
Oh, oh, oh… I almost forgot! I have two other BIG news items.
BIG news item #1: My brother, Keith, is going to be a grandpa, or rather a step-grandpa. My niece, Jessica (not the one that will be with my mom, but the one that got married last May, at least I think it was May) is pregnant. She’s due May/June-ish. Irene, my sister-in-law who is shorter than my daughter, will now be a grandma. It’s good timing because the 4 and 5 year olds in the family are starting to grow taller than her.
BIG news item #2: The Michigan Press Association announced the winners for the Newspaper of the Year awards. I won first place in the spot news category for my article about a middle school student that brought a handgun to school (it ended up being a BB gun, but looked like a 9mm). My column, I’m the Mommy, also won honorable mention. That’s the third time my column has won an award. Woohoo! I haven’t seen the actual award stuff yet, but the general manager of the company called me yesterday to tell me about it. Very cool stuff.
Now, gotta run. See ya.
