A good morning to you all!
We had a mini heat wave over the weekend. Got up to 55 on Saturday. Didn't last long, but did melt a lot of the snow. So of course, we are now under a flood watch. But our house is safe. We have no basement, and are on higher ground. We should be in the mid 30's for the rest of the week. Finally some fairly normal temps after 2 months of unusual cold.
And on to our Sunday,
We went to Meijer's for some supplies. It was a very windy day. Wind gusts to 45. Anyway, we're walking back to the car, and we notice a shopping cart was behind the car. Turns out it hit the back of the car. Actually put a dent in it. Well, that set Craig off. He was pissed! He parks his car way out in the lot, just so he doesn't get some ass hole hitting his car when they open their door. So here, way out in the lot, a cart hits his car. And I say, well, it's done, and there's nothing we can do about it, but he's still pissed.
Now you have to understand Craig and cars. They are his babies. If he had the storage space and the money, he'd still have every car he ever owned. Hitting his car is like hitting him. Even though the dent is the size of a nickle, and you can't even hardly tell, it doesn't matter.
When I'm web surfing, looking at motor homes we'll never be able to afford, and say "Craig, come look at this one". He'll look and then say, "show me the tail lights". We're looking at $200.000.00 motor homes, and he needs to like the tail lights? But that's Craig. The outer looks are more important than how it runs. But I'm straying off topic here. He spent the rest of the day in a foul mood, so I stayed away from him and let him do his paper work and laundry, and I played on the puter.
Oh, he did make a delicious Hot Italian Sausage Pie for dinner. He likes to cook when he's upset!