CAR MISHAPS

 Two of my children had car mishaps this week.  One I will talk about and one, out of respect, I won't.  Both are kinda sad and definitely embarrassing.

Monte.  He's the one I am going to talk about.  Around ten thirty last night Ange made her way up stairs for a last visit to the loo for the night.  She stopped for a moment to talk in the living room and as she looked out the front room window she noticed Monte's van was missing.  'Is Monte out?' she asked.  'No!' I answer, 'He went down to bed about an hour ago and he never goes out without telling me.'  'Well his van is gone.' she replies.  I hop up out of my chair, take a look and sure enough, it was not there.  It also wasn't in the back driveway.  I whipped downstairs and banged on his door.

He answered immediately and I asked him where his van was.  Outside he answers.  No it's not we both chimed out to him.  In a few seconds he says 'well it was stolen then!!!!'  There was no other possibility.  (shovel list). Ange mentioned a couple of times that maybe it was towed but that doesn't happen in this town and certainly not when it's parked where it should be parked.

So he did the only thing he could.  He phoned the non emergency number for the police.  They are closed on weekends.  In fact they weren't going to be open until Monday morning.  Seriously!  WTF!!!???

  'Phone 911,' I holler.  I mean you can't let a stolen vehicle go unreported that long.  I watch cop shows. Bad people do bad things in your stolen vehicle and the first thing a cop asks when you say you weren't driving, that the van was stolen, is, 'did you report it?'

So he did.  He called 911, talked to a cop, took forever, gave a description, address, plate number etc....  Thats all he could do really.

About fifteen minutes later he hollered up the stairs from his room, (at this point he hasn't got out of bed and has had some time to think) and asks me to do a favour.  Could we please go out on the back deck and look over the back alley, over the QF parking lot fence and see if there is a van over there.  Ange went, looked, and yelled, 'yes, there is one lonely van parked over there...all by itself.'

Hahahahahaha!!!!  He had gone to the store earlier.  He had debated about walking or driving.  He decided to drive, but after wandering around, perusing the goodies available and picking a few, he walked back home, completely forgetting he had driven.  OMG!!!!  In great relief and huge laughter, the poor guy had to phone the cops back and recant the stolen part and where we found it.  Hahahaha!!!! Alls well that ends well I say.  As he went out the door a few minutes ago to fetch the van back I asked him if he felt embarrassed, and he emphatically said a loud 'NO!!!'  I don't really believe him but then it IS Monte.  TTYL

'In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity.'   Hunter S. Thompson     

AT THE BACK OF A SHOP ON FRONT STREET LAHAINA I BOUGHT AN ICED COFFEE AND SAT ALL BY MYSELF ON THE TINY BACK DECK FOR A PEACEFUL FEW MINUTES

AFTER HIKING THROUGH WHAT WE CALLED JURASSIC PARK WE CAME TO THE ROCKY PALM TREE BEACH AND I GOT ADVICE ON HOW TO COOK FISH FROM THIS LOCAL

ON THE SCARY BANANA BREAD TRAIL WE STOPPED AT LORRAINE'S HOUSE WHERE SHE SOLD BANANA CREAM PIE SLICES.  THEY GREW THE BANANAS ON THEIR PROPERTY AND WE SAT AT A PICNIC TABLE IN HER AMAZING BACK YARD OVERLOOKING THE OCEAN.

MONTE AND BILL SITTING ON A BENCH IN FRONT OF BUBBA GUMPS ON FRONT STREET, NOW GONE.  FORREST'S SUITCASE AND BOX OF CHOCOLATES AND HIS SHOES WERE PERMANENTLY THERE

I KNOW MANY PEOPLE ENJOYED OUR CONDO OVER THE YEARS THAT WE OWNED IT.  AND I KNOW EVERY ONE OF US IS GOING TO SORELY MISS THE OLD LAHAINA.