Tuesday was a busy day in town. It was customer appreciation day, or better yet, dividend-payout day, and the street was damn busy as everyone in the countryside came to the Co-op store to pick up their cheque and make off with a doughnut.

Not me. I stood in the tire shop across the street, looking out the window, while the fella checked out the tie-rod ends on my van. You know that horrendous shaking we paid some crook in Regina $400 to diagnose and repair when we went down there in early February? Right, that. It's still going on. I swear ... can't find anyone to figure out what's wrong with the vehicle, can't kill a measly little mouse ... I'm starting to wonder if we aren't just plain inept people, us Saskatchewaners.

In the parking lot across the street sat a vehicle from a Yorkton radio station. Its driver must have been broadcasting from inside the store.

Yep, life is pretty exciting around here. Just the way I like it.

I'm off to North Battleford tomorrow morning bright and early, driving the boys to meet their dad there, which is halfway between here and Edmonton. Once the kidlets are unloaded from my vehicle and into Gord's, I'll head back to Saskatoon to spend some time with Cathy before doing some shopping on Saturday and then coming home. Next weekend, when it's time to pick Emil and Everett up, I'll do it again.

Now Playing: Scona Brae, Beyond the Well

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