.....do not jee-haw! I am out of school and Roy has had inservice this week so Rylee and I made an appointment to visit Momo Frances this morning. You know - she's 80 and you have to make an appointment with her because she is constantly on the go - SkipBo Games, Fitness Workouts, Knee Rehab, church visitation, etc. Anyway - I made my appointment and she's excited because she says while I'm there, I can renew her OnStar subscription. I call and renew for her and she's yelling at me to tell them that she can't hear that lady in the car. I say - okay - now she's a little hard of hearing and has trouble hearing the lady in the car - is there something you can tell me that will increase the volume in the car? She says - NO - I CAN HEAR HER I JUST CAN'T UNDERSTAND HER. I said thankyou to the lady helping us and I hang up. I said - Momo - there's nothing you can do about the lady in the car - she's a recording - you can't ask her to speak more English-esque. We have a good laugh and she says - well, come out here and listen to what I'm talking about. So - we sit in the car - me, Momo and Rylee all in the front seat and Rylee is already anxious about why we are all sitting in the front seat. Momo pushes the button and "the lady" comes on. Well, Rylee frieks out - can't understand what's going on. So at this point, she's asking for a command and Rylee is screaming and I'm about to pee in my pants. I tell Momo to get Rylee out of the car so I can determine what they are asking her to say when she places a call. Well, apparently they are saying "dial" and you have to enunciate the phone number you wish to call. So - I say outloud the post office phone number to try to get Dad on the phone. We get him on the phone and now Rylee is insterested because she hears her "Nan" coming thru the radio. We hang up with Dad and Rylee get right up in the radio controls and hollars "NAN"! Now we have to peel her hands off the steering wheel to get her out of the car because she thinks Nan is in the radio. I just pray that nobody has that on a recording somewhere! I told Momo that she just needs to forget about that stupid OnStar and buy a cellphone. So we load her up and go to WalMart and purchase a cellphone. What a day! Poor Rylee is worn out!
