Swapping out Houseguests.

So, Ryan and Susan are off today, after being here for nearly a month. We love having them here and are definitely going to miss them. They will probably miss the cool air when they get back to Phoenix, but I know it's always nice to get back to your own comfy bed.

Sunday night, my niece Amy and her family will be here, I think just for the night, although I'm not sure about that. So, we have a day or two to catch up on some sleep, do some damage control around here, shop for a car and catch up the laundry. Of course, I had already signed up to feed the missionaries on Sunday night, and I have Stake choir practice at 6 pm (stupid time...right during dinner). Since I"m the pianist, I can't very well ditch that. I signed up for the missionaries before I knew about the Stake Choir. I agreed to play for the choir and Stake Conference (ulterior motive, we're having a Gen Auth and I won't have to come hours early to get a seat) before I found out when they were going to practice. How does that always happen to us? I'm gonna have Sam make his famous spaghetti and he'll just have to entertain everyone until I get home. He's entertaining, it'll be fine.

Grandma Bailey is coming a couple of weeks after that, and one of our friends will be staying with us a for a month or two after that, while he starts a new job.

The Dodge has bit the dust. Time for a new car. I was really hoping to eke out another year on that thing, but I guess not. It's kind of fun looking at new cars, but since we've committed to pay cash this time (I may just be committed when its over), we can't have exactly what we want. Our shopping styles are very different. Sam is an eBay, Craig's list kind of shopper. Which is fine with me if the vehicle is somewhere where we could drive it, etc. Unfortunately, all the best deals are out of state, where we have the extra cost of getting here, not to mention it makes me nervous to buy a car sight unseen. At any rate, we'll hopefully have a new car within a week or so. In the meantime, I get to drive the 1988 Ford Ranger pickup with manual transmission. My first car was a "stick" so that's not really a problem. However, it's been awhile and Sue and I have had a couple of laughs at my trying to negotiate hilly stops and starts while trying to maneuver over to the keypad for the gate. (My clicker is in the Dodge at the shop). Not to mention, the truck has trailer mirrors that I keep forgetting about. I swear they stick out about four feet. I just about took out the keypad with the mirror a couple of times.

We had our first consultation with an orthodontist for Meghan. That was depressing, so I won't go into detail. But, between the orthodontist and a couple of implants for teeth that she doesn't have adult teeth for, she's going to have the most expensive smile in Elsberry family history, anyway. Not sure about Bailey family history, too many Baileys to count for me.

Gotta run, got a little two year old buddy coming for awhile this morning and I need to get my work done before that.