Noah is back home safe and sound. I picked him up from the Peoria airport around 9:30 yesterday morning. He didn’t fly there though. Their flight to Chicago was cancelled when they left last week and they had to drive to Chicago to catch their flight to L.A. Noah said they had to pay $30 a day for each of three cars in the Chicago parking lot. So they are out the parking money and the flights to and from Chicago. I guess the leader of Noah’s karate group is doing battle with United Airlines to get some reimbursement for all this. They better pay up or he might put a strangle hold on somebody!
Although it sounds like Noah had a really good time in Hawaii ... I think he was also glad to get home. He was really tired from all the flying and jet lag. He took a shower as soon as he got home and went to bed for a few hours. He took off to go see Denise before Tracey got home from work and she went to bed without seeing him ... so for Tracey he really isn’t back yet.
Ben called from school shortly after I got Noah home. I had to take his Chemistry book and lunch money to the school office for him. I didn’t really mind doing it, but it did add to the hustle of the morning. Usually Jake and I have little to do but take our morning nap and yesterday we had two car trips. Jake was so exhausted when we got back from the school we HAD to take a nap. Besides Noah was sleeping and we didn’t want to wake him.
He Can Not Lie A distinguished young woman on a flight from Switzerland asked the priest beside her, “Father, may I ask a favor?”
The priest replied: “Of course, what may I do for you?”
“Well, I bought an expensive woman’s electronic hair dryer for my mother’s birthday that is unopened and well over the Custom’s limits, and I’m afraid they’ll confiscate it. Is there any way you could carry it through customs for me? Under your robes perhaps?”
“I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you: I will not lie.”
“With your honest face, Father, no one will question you.”
When they got to Customs, she let the priest go ahead of her. The official asked, “Father, do you have anything to declare?”
“From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare.”
The official thought this answer strange, so asked, “And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?”
“I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which is, to date, unused.”
Roaring with laughter, the official said, “Go ahead, Father. Next!”
Cell Phone Tracker Don’t put any dashes or spaces between your area code & numbers.
This is interesting... Just click on the link, enter someone’s cell phone number, and the satellite map will show you where they are. It’s called ‘mobile phone tracker’ and was first put to use to aid 911 responders. Using a satellite map, track any connected mobile phone with coverage anywhere in the world.
To give it a try, log on to:
http://www.satellite-gps-locator.com
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