For saying this. I didn't know how to say it.
I have to admit I get help at my house. Derrick is good help.
My husband did a lot of helping me cook the food. He was so nice
to tell me to buy the turkey and he would cook it.
Then he was helping me get the crockpot cleaned, and ready to use.
Then when we went to loading the things in the car. He helped load
and all. But I pretty much unloaded all. But that was because he
was tired. Then he and Derrick went out to shop that night.
But anyway, then of course Derrick helped me get the corn casserole,
green bean casserole and the sweet potatoes ready.
We have had left overs the last three days.
Yesterday he got a phone call from a friend of ours son. One that he has
kind of mentored for years. He didn't want to return to college dorm.
Wanted to know if he would take him down to get his stuff, with his
truck. He ended up taking his car, and going. But he had a really
long drive they had to go to Evansville, from Lafayette. So they finally
got back to my house at 2:30am this morning. After he left at I think
about 4pm yesterday.
So this morning after finally getting the kid up, he left at I think 11am.
And hasn't returned. He was going by to see his mom for one. And
run a couple of errands. One to replace my house key. My keys disappeared
in the house friday night. Ugh, we still haven't found them.
But I know there in here somewhere. Because Derrick had taken them
outside to get something and brought them back inside. I even double
checked the van.
I am not sure where to look next. Its got a couple of things I can't replace,
but mainly the van key. Luckily he has a key too.