My van is being held hostage by my garage...
Last night after we got home from church we heard this strange noise that sounded like it came from outside. Looked around and couldn't figure it out. This morning, LeeRoy went to open the garage door...no luck. We have a broken spring. So later today we'll gather the neighbors and try to lift the door with brute strength, they can't fix it until Monday afternoon. And although I don't need it now, nor will I need it all weekend because we're going to the couple's retreat and my parents have their own van--I do need it on Monday. So if we can get it out I'll be much happier.
Kids are over playing with the neighbor, I am going to sit and read my book, Turning Thirty by Mike Gayle. It's cute so far.
I'm reading the message boards for Lost (when I can get through) and it's so interesting to read other people's take on it. I avoid spoilers, but I love to read the discussion.
This is most definitely the best show on TV right now.