Alyssa's ramblings...

Frustrations, dreams and automobiles.

Frustrating phone conversation:

Me – {company name}, Alys… (cut off)
Her – Oh, hi, my cab hasn’t come yet!
Me – Did you order it through {cab company 1} or {cab company 2}?
Her – {cab company 2}. It’s probably not coming, is it? I ordered it for 9:00.
Me – Do you want me to give you {cab company 2}’s administration number?
Her – No, I’m blind. Can you handle it?
Me – I’ll have to get John to call you back. What’s your… (going to ask her name and number)
Her – So I’ll put the phone down and you’ll call me back?
Me – Yes, so what’s your…
Her – OK bye! (hang up)


Last night I dreamt that I had a little 3 year old boy with blonde hair. He came upstairs when I called him in for a bath, and he said, “I saw a tummy downstairs!”
I said, “Your tummy’s here!” and blew a raspberry on his tummy.
He said, “No, not my tummy. Baby’s tummy!”
I said, “Here is mummy’s tummy, and baby’s tummy is inside mummy’s tummy.” (i.e. I was pregnant)
Then other things happened which were disturbing (let me just say ‘random dismembered arms and legs floating in the bath’), so we’ll just leave it with the cuteness.


My husband’s car broke down yesterday. I picked him up from work and jump-started his car with the good car (our Magna), then followed him in the Magna as he drove to the mechanic. He broke down about five times on the way. Thankfully, we only held up traffic once – he broke down while we were stopped at the lights on a main road. I had to manoeuvre into the lane next to him and he got out the jumper cables right then and there. It didn’t take long, but it was a tad embarrassing. We got there eventually, and even got home in time to clean the house for Home Group! An eventful evening, that’s for sure.

posted by Alyssa @ 3:14 PM