Rascal Rebel....

Yes, my father will henceforth be known as the "Rascal Rebel". Last night, we had this bright idea that my dad would use his new electric wheelchair to pull wee one around the neighborhood while trick or treating. He's got a really great ride, tricked out with a captain's chair and 5 speeds. It even has a seatbelt (apparently some elderly folk are into "extreme wheelchairing"! lol). Anyway, they took a few practice laps in the cul-se-sac at various speeds and decided that "3" was just right; not too slow, not too fast. Now, as I pulled into their driveway earlier, I had decided not to park in the street, to avoid any collisions....

About ten minutes before trick or treating was set to start, dad and wee one had just come off their last practice lap, and were turning around in the driveway. I don't know what happened, but as I turned all I could see was my dad in his rocket red chair, speeding toward my van, not showing any signs of slowing down! I have to mention that the disease he is suffering from directly affects his eyesight, and we had all just been marveling at the fact that he was navigating the street so well, with only a few "left, right" commands from wee one. As I turn, so does my mother who begins shouting, "EDDIE! STOP!" at which point he panics and pushes the joystick/steerstick further forward which rams him into the van. I am telling you, the whole thing shook! So, the van is rocking, his wheels are spinning and we are all trying to get him to release the joystick! Luckily he was okay....there was a piece on the front of the chair that lodged into the bumper which saved his legs from being bruised....we were all laughing with relief at this time. Needless to say, I ended up walking around the neighborhood after that....as it shook him up a bit. Everyone is fine though....and now that we know he's okay (I talked to mom today and he's fine), it WAS pretty funny!

We ended up going all around my mother's neighborhood and wee one got quite a haul. Her feet got pretty sore skating to the houses, so by the end I was pulling her with her broomstick. Afterwe were finished, we had our traditional chili with my parents, then went home to relax. Well, they relaxed while I took most of the decorations down. (And yes, I take the Christmas decorations down the day after....and only leave the trees till New Years Day). I'm glad I did it all last night because I'm still under the weather with this cold.

So....on to Desperate Housewives....another good show! Now I'm wondering if the "note" was meant for the mother or the son? Maybe he did something bad and she helped cover it up? Hmmmmm. I loved Bree's reasoning regarding trying the recipes before the holiday, "That way if the recipe is wrong, I can fix it!" Lmao!

Okay, I'm off to the wonderful world of sewing....catch you later!