Today was going to be my day to do nothing. I was going to sit on the couch and watch soaps. I know this sounds really lazy, but it was my time to waste. The house is cleaned, all the weekly errands have been done and I just wanted to do nothing. But, as I headed to Dunkin' Donuts to get a hot cup of Joe, Scott called needing me to bring him something he forgot. So instead of laying around like I wanted, I drove to base and got to see Scott for a bit. I'm kicking myself for not checking how much fuel I had because I ended up needing to stop on base. You are probably wondering why that is a big deal, but it is a big deal. I don't think I have pumped my own fuel since we moved to New Jersey. The base is the only place around here that has self service. Everywhere else is full service. At first I was all like "This is so dumb. Why do I have to wait around for some guy to fill my car for me. It would be so much faster if I could do it myself." But now, it's more like "Why do I have to get out of my car in this heat to pump my own gas!"

I bought the girls some purple colored soap the other day. Boy did they have fun washing up! I think they may have used half the container already!

010 mckenzie

019 Abby bathtub

1 comment:

  1. I'm the same way! We live near the other full service state, Oregon. I said near, not in; I will drive 10 minutes and across a toll bridge so I don't have to pump my own gas. So silly.

    But at least the gas on base was cheaper, I bet. ;)

    I love how her freckles pop in the last photo!