Hello?

Tucker calls me this morning to tell me "Guess where Trevor is? The emergency room because his foot is broken, maybe, because he jumped off the deck last night playing ditch at the birthday party. But, I am going to Belfield to watch the parade, so I just wanted to tell you that. Mom gave me twenty bucks, you know how I run through money. Bye!"

And then yesterday, I couldn't find my car in the Hy-Vee parking lot because of my damn SD plates. I walked by my stupid car about fifty gazillion times.

And then a few days ago, I was cleaning the house and I thought I was actually Febreze-ing all the furniture and carpets, but it turns out I was really Wrinkle Release-ing them.