"...I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep." -Pablo Neruda
Monday, December 12, 2005
so very extremely what is now over but still quite a tired
it has been such a long week with everything from the sound booth built then torn down in the church within three days to not having chairs because the semi is stuck on a median, then fourteen hundred dollars worth of work on my car to my brother in law destroying his car in the accident yesterday. If it's not one thing it's another. This is where having faith knowing He's got it all worked out comes in. When it rains it pours but at least we know He's got it. good grief.. at least someone does.
We also can't find our mail key to get our mail. Bryan thinks we lost it in the truck when I got hit but I'm not sure where it could be. And we were waiting to get our insurance cards to come in so we could prove it and the 14oo dollar citations would be dropped. We haven't checked our mail in over a week and I'm starting to freak out because of bills needing to be paid. We asked for a spare from our landlord so we could make a copy but so far no key...
Friday, December 02, 2005
today. what a day.
After all that was said and done we were on our way back home. My mistake was jokingly saying, "I'll follow you so that way if we get into another accident at least I'll hit you and not someone else."
Yeah, I'm an idiot.
There was a train that held up the 5 o'clock traffic for about 15 minutes. At this time I was talking to my mom and sister and right I answered that I was doing all right to my sister the guy behind me slammed into me. He was so frustrated by the train he wasn't paying attention and basically I was his brakes. He hit me hard and slammed my knee into part of the truck. I also hit my husband. By this point I was yelling into the phone that I had just got hit and had to go, I hung up the phone. But after I did I just started bawling. I had had enough.
Thank God that there was no damage to the car and the truck isn't destroyed. A dented bender and bent bed with a crack in some plastic. The man's car, however, was in pretty bad shape.
After all this we got home but I had called my mom back and heard some more bad news. An old friend of mine, who was only 18, died Monday in a car accident. I cried and cried...
Just the way to end the day.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
Things I thoroughly dislike with a passion about drivers
My top 10 list
10. limit turn off
-I don't mind driving the speed limit but don't go 10 under.. even 5 under is annoying. If something is wrong for you to go slower it's fine but that's what hazard lights are for.
9. too little too ...early
-You're driving down the road and someone pulls out in front of you making you put on the brakes. Then they drive real slow when they could have waited two more seconds for you to pass and then drive as slow as they want.
8. sitting in blind spots
-i hate when people sit in others blind spots. They go fast enough only to sit where you can't see them then when you would like to get over you can't because someone is sitting there. Especially when they do it to semi's. They can't see you so if they run into you then I say ...ha. ha. ha.
7. can't talk and drive at the same time.
-faster and slower then all over the road. Can you not breathe and blink at the same time either?
6. two lane envy
-I hate when there are two lanes and one ends for some reason or another and rather than waiting in line like every other person they zoom as far as they can and expect someone to let them in. Wait your flippin turn.
5. "what's this button for?"
-does anyone know what cruise control is? and if you don't have it learn to level your foot so your not driving like an idiot all over the road. And this way you also don't have people passing you because your slow and then you pass them because you decide to drive again, then so on and so forth...
4. driving slower in the passing lane
-there is a reason it's called the "passing lane" and not the "drive as slow as you want this way no one can go around your lazy butt" lane.
3. intersections and red lights
-whether the light is green or turning red I hate it when people continuing going through an intersection when the lane is full of stopped cars and it's starting to back up into the intersection. Then nonchalantly sit there while the light is green for the opposite direction to go.
2. four way stops.
-people have forgotten how to 1. stop at a stop sign and 2. go when it's their turn. The yeild sign is for you not to fully stop but a stop sign means put on the brakes and come to a hault to look both ways before proceeding.
And the number one thing I hate:
1. blinkerphobia
-I absolutely hate it when people don't use their blinker. Because then you're wondering, "why the heck are you slowing down for no apparent- ...oh your turning... gee, I wish there was a way I could have known that you were going to turn- oh wait!! There is! It's called your flippin BLINKER!!!"
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
post-thanksgiving pre-christmas
We are finally moved in to our new place. It is wonderful and twice the size of our last place. We are finishing unpacking the last of the boxes and getting the paintings up on the wall. We even got our Christmas tree up last night and decorated. Bryan helped which I thought was sweet because decorating the tree wasn't a family event when he lived at his parents. But for my family it is an event and for us a big deal.
I had to give my mom a hard time this last weekend about how we would always decorate the tree. Color coordination and certain ornaments for a theme each year but we had so many decorations we had to do that. Bryan laughed at me when I told him all this and said that it takes all the fun out of it. But it was fun for us girls, since that's all there was after my dad left. It was my mom, my two sisters and me. I guess it would take all the fun out for a boy since it's an orderly kind of tradition.
What will happen if we have boys...
We still have boxes all over the floor. This is probably the only real annoying part of decorating because you don't know what to do after you have emptied them. If you discard them you don't have anything to place all the stuff in after it's all said and done. But until it is you have empty boxes and storage containers that you have to figure out where to put and what to do with.
I also have the rest of unpacking and cleaning to do which I'd rather have done before Bryan gets home so he'll have a clean place to relax in. No mess to have to look at while he sits in comfort knowing there are things that could be getting done. My good man who works all day at least deserves to have a clean place of comfort. Maybe I should bake him some of my cookies too...
Sunday, November 13, 2005
The Youth of America
Recently, I had the privilege of reading an arrogant comment made about Mother Teresa. To start the whole thing a comment about Mother Teresa was made by Sharon Osborne and posted to share. This started insults toward the Blogger and in turn the ignorant remark on Mother Teresa:
" Even so - with that said - you've all missed the real point, and that is kind of what was said - why put down
someone's Grandma who only helped people?"
She then continues to say:
"WHichever, or whoever you are doesn't matter either - what we do and say about other people shows our true colors. You don't have to be a grown up or even a mom to understand this. Now if only more of us did stuff like she did that helped people - what a world this would be."
This, ladies and gentlemen, is our future America.