no mamavan

Today was the last day of school for the girls before Christmas Break.
The morning routine went well, right up to carseat buckles, until I put the car into gear and it didn't go. It's been below zero for a few days, I don't know if the brakes froze (I looked it up, it could happen) or if the transmission is shot. What it meant at 8:50 am was that the four of us were walking to school, just like people used to do about a hundred years ago. I think the distance is about 5 or 6 city blocks, but it's no fun with bad lungs and a 2-year-old at 5 below.
I'd volunteered to help set up Christmas-party stuff anyway, so R and I stayed at school all day, up and down stairs, back and forth between the girls' classrooms. Santa showed up, little gifts were exchanged, movies watched, and everybody loved having R around. He was waaaay too distracted to nap or poop - although when the food was set up at the buffet table, everyone thought he'd loaded his diaper... He hadn't, and the culprit turned out to be a whole bowl full of cauliflower. What parent sends in a bowl of cauliflower to their kid's school party?
So it was a fun day, really, just verrrrrry long and sugarloaded. T was mortified at the thought of her (nearly) whole family riding the bus home so we hoofed it back again at the end of the day. R passed out on my back so I felt like a real eskimo for about ten minutes, haaaha.
I am spoiled and so found myself feeling a little irritated that K's not here to just fix this problem for me. And to walk the dog.
The plan is for me to get the repair process going, and to lean on the parents tomorrow for a ride into Anchorage to get K's truck.
Aside from all of that, my INR this week is a high 3.3, so I'm back to weekly INR checks. blech.