I may have won the battle, but I might not win the war.

Earlier this week Jos's hubby accused me of taking his money! I justify this by saying "I am just introducing her to new things." I may fall upon information such as George Strait coming to town and I lovingly pass along. I know her love affair with that man. He said that whenever he sees my name, it's cost him money! What?! I don't think so! We then started to mess with the man a little. I started thinking of ways to really cost him some Mr Franklin s. I first sent an idea that Josie could stay in Texas a few more days and fly home. That would only cost about $420. Not that bad. Then I followed up with an email saying that she needed another dog. I chose a Mastiff because they are big and it would protect her since Derek is leaving. Well, then today happened. As a normal Thursday ritual, we were getting ready to head out to lunch. We got out of the elevator, looked at one another and decided to go to Target instead of the restaurant. This is never a good idea. We all piled into the Durango and Derrick started up the beast. First off, you have to be frackin Conan the Barbarian to get those seats down. Sorry, but I did not grow up on the wheel of death or whatever that thing is called. I believe all 5 of us tried. We all failed. I offered to jump over and slide into the back. Five jumps later, I think I got about 2 bruises, a sprained shoulder, and a puffy toe! All in good fun! It entertained the rest of the car load. When we returned from work, I once again, emailed Mark! This is the email I sent to him:

1) I am filing a claim after sitting in your 3rd row seating. There needs to be a disclaimer.
2) Jos needs a new car due to this vehicle is a monster and she made Derrick drive
3) I would like to see you climb over the 2nd row seating to the back 5 times and not have an injury somewhere. The seats would not fold down.
4) Another passenger was injured on the running boards. She too will be filing a claim.
5) The tailgate about knocked Derrick out, that is a hazard.
6) You need to make a sign warning people about motion sickness
7) Per above, you need to provide Dramamine or barf bags in your glove box
8) There is not enough cargo room for everything we buy
9) Once again, I cost you money! SORRY! =)

All in good fun! Until, I heard the horror stories of Marks revenge...now the waiting begins. I relate this to a Chuck Norris joke.

"Chuck Norris doesn't sleep, he waits." aka I am screwed.

Back to our Target trip, between 5 of us, I think we spent about $250!! That is one expensive lunch! And Mike didn't even come! I did manage to get some Christmas gifts and a few things I really didn't need! I do think this might become a common adventure during the holiday season! Again, sorry Mark!

Now off to watch GI Joe, with my GI Joe...wow, that was bad.