Our truck checked out fine with the mechanic on Monday.  Yesterday we noticed it was leaking diesel.  This is not fine.  We are officially homeless (can't pick up the RV until we have a truck to haul it), truck-less and dog-less.  We didn't want to inflict Shakespeare on the good hospitality of the Williams' so off he went to a kennel on Monday.   No home, no truck and no dog.  Do we sound like a country song yet?!

I'm really hoping to have all three in place by the time my in-laws arrive this afternoon.  It's generally customary to actually have a home for your guests when you've invited them to visit!  They aren't terribly fussy but I suspect they would like a roof.  Oh, and it's #1's birthday today so I have a cake to make and a supper to prepare, with the help of the local Thai restaurant.  Last year we took his cake to the psych ward so Donald could help celebrate.  However this day turns out, it's bound to be better than last year!