D.W.Automotive

So, we followed my brother to Canaan, where he took the tow truck to pick up Kev’s car – where he left it when it broke down.

They (my brother, his friend and my husband) are all outside having a few beers. Men.

Kev went and tried to open a few more of the eggs, and he found that one of the ones that he opened had a little tiny chickie in it (which he pretty much guaranteed would die when he opened the shell). It was all curled up, not quite all the way formed, and it’s little heart beat for a few seconds. Kev felt terrible, I think he would have cried if he had been me.

A. has his SAT test tomorrow morning, so I think that I will go to bed so that I can maybe get up in the morning and wish him luck.

Gonna go out and say goodnight to Donnie and Brian…..be a nice sister. Blah. (I love him anyway.)

~Kat