The first thing I did was head to the hallway and hit the "on" switch to the A/C. and then to the laundry room to start up the washing machine.
After unloading the car, I headed to Carrie's house to pick her up and deliver her to her Poppy. It was all down hill after that.
Carrie and Poppy headed for the patio and some outdoor fun. The patio was clean at the start of this fun. I just peeked out and the flower pot that she crashed into with her Barbie car is in broken bits and the soil is spread artfully from one end of the concrete to about 1/2 way it's length. Since the pot was broken and all that lovely dirt was now out and available, why not grab your shovel and your toy bulldozer? Carrie, the typical child, adores playing in the dirt and today she was accomodated. Somewhere during this full filled afternoon, she decided we should have a bonfire and roast some hotdogs. A bonfire in city limits is not allowed. A BBQ pit filled with wood and soaked in starter fluid, flared wildly while she watched in glee. Soon we had speared some hotdogs on shishkabob spikes and we were toasting some weiners. I was wishing for some marshmellows and if we could have talked Carrie into waiting until tomorrow night, our roast would have been a bit better organized.