Poor Maria had herself all psyched to get her driver's license test taken today. We find out upon getting there that the lady behind the counter wasn't listening to my question when I had stopped by there the other week to ask it. I could tell by the look on the woman's face back when I stopped that I had about 15 seconds to get my question out of my mouth, because she was preoccupied with whatever it is that government workers are preoccupied with when no one else is even in the building. I had asked her if Maria would need her driver's permit renewed in order to get her license since it had expired a couple weeks ago. She told me, "Not as long as it isn't over 6 months expired." Had someone else been standing there, she would've then summons them with a, "Next..."

You would think the computer system would've flagged Maria a note when she went online to schedule the appointment to take the test that her permit was expired and therefore was not able to process her request. She had to enter in all the numbers from the permit she had, so apparently there were some records kept by someone somewhere. In these modern times surely it wouldn't be that difficult to write a computer program that would notice these sorts of things.

Sooooooo, this means a couple more drives to town and across town since the powers that be thought it was wise to keep all these offices in separate locations around town to secure the permit and license. It's only time and money, right?????

Lesson learned about permits and driver's licenses for the next children: make sure the last permit they get is renewed so as not to expire before their 18th birthdays!

The preparing for the license was a bunch of fun, though. Logan and she set up milk crates in the driveway to practice maneuverability. Most of us tried our hand at going through, amusing the bystanders! Maria was so determined to pass this part of the test!

I had to chuckle a bit today after all this license disappointment. The girls and I stopped by Blake's shop for a couple minutes. Blake was lying under a small car, parts all around him on the ground. Blake affirmed that I was seeing what I thought I was seeing: quite a few chunks of concrete lying amidst the largish parts he had removed from the underside of the car. Apparently the driver of the car had made some mismove in a Walmart parking lot. Blake shrugged his shoulders as if to say, "Don't ask, I don't know what the guy did either." Opps, I suppose a driver's license doesn't necessarily make you a GOOD driver.....

~Colleen

Maria Nicole Yoder

Her birthday was on the 20th! I guess I am running a bit behind!

Audrey Rosanna Yoder

Sorry, It's a little late! Even though her birthday was on the 6th you can wish her a Happy Birthday anyway!!!=)