I glanced at the clock as I walked out the door...timing was good....my bags with school supplies were burdensome, so I opened the passenger side door of Ben's car and placed my three bags on the passenger's seat. I casually threw the key over to the driver's seat and shut the passenger door. I walked around the car and... yes...I was locked out. The key, my purse, my heavy bags- sat there smiling at me.
So here I am at the house, having made multiple phone calls to school, the insurance company, the glass repair people, Holly....waiting for the locksmith to arrive. (He's running "a bit behind".)
So I look at my favorite blogs and the Graphics Fairy had this posted:

On a sweet note, today would have been my father's 91st birthday. This picture was taken when he was a year old in 1919. His legacy will live on in so many ways- so thankful we'll have eternity together.

So thankful God gave you some time to sit and blog and think about your daddy .. what a wonderful picture of him! How's the car? How's Holly?
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