1) March 24-26 I ventured up to Louisville, KY for the Mid America Truck Show all by myself. Yes folks, this little lady (figuratively speaking) explored the largest truck show in America all by her lonesome. I talked to vendors, looked at lots of pretty trucks, and got some major blisters on my feet. Never wear high heels to things like this. Here is some evidence I have from the show.
It was fun. A lot of fun. But on my way home I got stuck in traffic on I-65 in KY. This was the reason: 11 people were killed when a tractor trailer crossed the median and collided with a van. You may have seen it on the news.
2) My best friend, Casey, came to visit along with her husband, Phil. We spent Easter together and had a blast. Carter enjoyed his first Easter and we all enjoyed Josh Turner performing at our church.
3) Last week I closed my first big truck deal. My co-worker, Tom, and I sold 10 trucks to a guy that owned a local trucking company. It was a deal straight from God and we all needed it. 2 days after we got the trucks in, he called up and wanted to come look at them. They weren't even cleaned up yet, but I had him come by anyway. I showed him the trucks and got the ball rolling, then Tom took over getting the guy committed to buying all 10 trucks. I took care of running the trucks through our reconditioning shop and Tom and I both worked on getting the guy financed. In less than two weeks, we had all 10 trucks sold and delivered to the guy. We were all very happy. Here is Tommy Hoge with 9 of the 10 trucks we sold him: 4) This past Monday, Carter finally got his helmet. It has been a stressful situation, mostly because insurance doesn't cover the cost of the helmet or his visits to the plastic surgeon. It comes to a total of $3,000 that I'd rather not be paying, but I'd do anything for my son. He has surprisingly adjusted very well and it doesn't seem to bother his sleep. It's a good thing, because he has to wear it for 6 months 24/7. Here's my little helmet head:5) Last Saturday I attended a Small Arms Training class with my dad and brother and got certified so I can get my handgun carry permit. That was fun and educational. And despite what my in-laws think of it, I don't think people that carry personal firearms are gun toting lunatics. I pray I'll never have to use it, but I want it to be there if the situation ever rises that I'm looking death down the barrel.
**Just 2 days after I went through my class to get my permit and my in-laws gave me such a hard time about it, my mother-in-law had the banked she worked at robbed by a man that passed HER a note telling her he had a gun and that she needed to empty her drawer. I find that to be incredibly sad, but ironic.6) I think that's what number I'm on. Anyway, I spent most of this week in Kansas City, MO for the Truck Blue Book Conference and a truck auction. Once again, I went by myself. To say it was a bit intimidating to be forced to mingle with men from dealerships all over the country is an understatement. But I did it anyway. Then I attended my very first big truck auction all by myself. I've been to auctions before with my dad, but never have I gone by myself and had to bid on trucks myself. Not as bad as I thought. I figured I'd be a nervous wreck spending my dad's money, but turns out, I didn't spend any money at all. All the trucks went for crazy money. So I flew back to Nashville and celebrated my husband's 28th birthday last night by going out to dinner and then called it a night.
7) I told you it was impossible to keep this short. But to keep you updated in advance, my mom, Carter, and I will board a plane in a week and head to Houston to visit her parents. I'm very excited about it and I'm sure Carter will do just fine on the plane. I'm definitely not one of those nervous moms that worries about if her kid throws a fit. I guess having him at work has helped that a lot. Plus he's turned into a very happy baby, much different from what he was like the first 3 months of his life.
So that's it. That's what I've been up to. Hope that satisfies those that were wondering.