I would like to apologize for skipping last week. I really did want to post my progress on the Trestle table but I was so busy. I can't really tell you what I was busy doing because frankly I don't recall. I do know that I was too busy to get gas. This afternoon, after I had strapped the boys in their seats I went to start my car, as I usually do when I need to go somewhere, and low and behold, it did not start. I immediately diagnosed my car as needing an alternator. Did you know I was a mechanic too? Well, chaos ensued in our household and then my husband insulted me with the idea that I might not have any gas in the soccer van. Of all the... I always have gas... I pay attention to what goes on around me...I'm not careless... 2 hours later... maybe I don't have gas. Thank goodness for my mom who saved the day with...yup you guessed it... GAS! Sorry Marty. Now. What was I talking about? Oh, right. The trestle ...