So it's been a few days since I posted, mostly because our internet has been down for bit due to our new alarm system. Let's just say that Brinks is not our friend. But I'm baaaaack!
I've been quite proud of myself and my ability to do fun stuff in spite of being 7 months pregnant. Last Friday my dad called and asked Nate and I to go to the Linden Fair with some select members of my family. My dad and brothers have this macho attraction to the tractor pull, and I guess since I'm related by blood there is a part of me somewhere deep deep down that's kinda redneck. And my dear husband has been working from home and needed to get out. My co-worker was really nice and told me she would do powerpoint for me. Sweetness. So we headed for the border around 2 and didn't get across until like 4. It was entertaining watching my brother Matt and my brother-in-law Joe come up with ways to pass the time. Just to explain a little, there were 8 of us who went. My two brothers, my one brother's wife Christa, my sister Meg and her husband, my dad, & me and Nate all went together in my brother Matt's BIG RED VAN. It's a fairly sweet ride - a 2005 Chevy that is a pain in the butt to parallel park. Since my brother doesn't have a license right now, Nate was drafted as the honorary driver. It's not always fun being the designated driver in my family because at some point we try and convince the driver to race someone. This time it was some chicks in a HUMMER. Everyone was yelling for my husband to "gun it" and seeing we were headed for a tractor pull, he did give it his best. The chicks just laughed.
Anyways, the border was the fun part. Nate pulls up in his BIG RED VAN and hands the border guard 8 ID's. The guy doesn't bat an eye and sends us to Inspections for them to check all our ID out. While there we learned that it's not smart to go through the border and yell "I'm going to join the Iranian army" especially if you're 14 and Iranian. That was a stupid kid right there. When we were called up, the guy seemed a little weirded out that there were 8 of us... He asked how we were all related and Nate explained that there were 4 kids, a dad and 3 spouses. So he asked the spouses to stand together. That's when Nate, Joe & Christa stood to one side. The guard looked VERY perplexed and asked what kinda marriages happened in Canada. That's when we realized he meant those who are married to each other to stand together. It was funny how we were all blonde at that moment. Then the whole border inspections building erupted into Robinson laughter. He then knew we weren't criminals to be that dumb.
But the tractor pull was fun, a little on the loud side, but all good. When I have time later today I'll share some of my adventure from the PNE on Saturday. I can't believe I've been to both fairs already!
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Well obviously I'm having blonde issues as well because that's also what I thought he meant when you described the spouse thing! ROFL :-) Sounds like you had a great time.
So I can't believe you're already 7 months pregnant! Seems like just yesterday we were in Manhattan playing Twister...those were the days, yes, those were the days.
Brinks?!?! You know my cousin works for Atlas Alarms?!
We should have called them, but the previous owners had a Brinks system already set-up, it just seemed natural. Now I know it was dumb.
Those twister days were fun. We should play again soon. I'll bring Murray.
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