Man. Jenny moved out on Saturday. The house feels super weird. She lived with us for almost 2 years, and it worked out better than I think any of us had hoped it would. But...she got a grown up job and her own apartment a few miles away.
The experience of having a friend live with us was great, and we're looking forward to our friend Amanda moving in to the rooms Jen had rented over the next couple of weeks.
In other news, Ben turned 28 today. I made him a pizza with so many toppings that I think it weighed around 8 pounds. He bought himself a snow plow blade for our Cub Cadet riding mower. We watched the movie Eagle vs. Shark. It was great.
We also went to my family reunion on Saturday in the holler, but that's a post just on its own. It was funny and sad and heart warming. More on that later.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Legit.
So, I heard of 2 occurrences over the past few weeks that I think totally qualify as minor miracles. The first is that a woman I work with had a heart attack in her home, by herself. She was too weak to lift her hand and call 911. She was pretty certain she was going to die when she fell asleep (or passed out) that night. She woke up the next day and went to her doctor who confirmed that she'd had a heart attack. He scheduled an EKG & stress test. She went the next day to a church prayer meeting, where her youth group prayed for her. She goes for the EKG, and it perfectly matches EKGs before the heart attack. There was no damage to her heart whatsoever. Awesome.
The next is, my friends are having a baby. They've been trying to have a kid for years and have used fertility meds to help them conceive. But they totally conceived a kid while they were not taking any such meds. Stellar.
In unrelated news, The Happening is one of the all time worst movies I've ever seen. I'm happy to explain in person why you should not spend money seeing this movie.
The next is, my friends are having a baby. They've been trying to have a kid for years and have used fertility meds to help them conceive. But they totally conceived a kid while they were not taking any such meds. Stellar.
In unrelated news, The Happening is one of the all time worst movies I've ever seen. I'm happy to explain in person why you should not spend money seeing this movie.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Sunday, SUNDAY, Sunday!
Yesterday marked one solid week of my husband's failed attempts to contact our beloved, aged, terminally ill friend, Robert. He did not answer the phone, make his doctor's appointments, or come to the door when Ben pounded on it for 7 days. Feeling distressed, with images of Robert fallen down, bruised and bleeding, passed out, or deceased inside his trailer, Ben called the sheriff. He went through the details of why we were so antsy, and the sheriff's office agreed to check things out and call Ben back...but no call came. Around 10pm, I encouraged Ben to call the sheriff's office back. They told him in not-so-nice terms that they were not sending out a deputy, as they had done so many other times and Robert, who is pretty much a gun-toting nut, had threatened them.
We paced around the house for a few minutes, and decided to drop by the sheriff's office and talk in person. The deputy who we met was much more pleasant face to face. We talked for probably 20 minutes and persuaded him (since he wouldn't give us permission to break into Robert's house) to send a couple of other deputies out with us to check things out. We had to wait to meet the deputies in the AEP parking lot off of Rt. 682, by the railroad tracks so they could follow us out to his house.
That's where I had one of the weirdest, is-this-for-real style moments of my life.
While we were waiting at midnight in the Electric company's parking lot for the sheriff's deputies to take us out to our friend's house to make sure he wasn't dead, I watched a train approach the crossing right next to us at full speed. At first, I didn't think the crossing bars and lights were going to activate, but then they did, right at the last second. The conductor was caught off guard, I think, and "slammed on the breaks" of the train right in front of the intersection. Right at that second, an ambulance pulled up, lights flashing, to the far side of the crossing and had to wait for the train to go by. At the same time, some guy on a bicycle, smoking a cigarette, pedaled up to the crossing right in front of us. He pulled up beside this crappy white car and started giving the passenger directions somewhere. All this while a train is screeching, trying to slow down. And then, as quickly as it formed, the scene dissolved.
The deputies arrived a few minutes later and followed us to our friend's house. A TV was on in his trailer that hadn't been on earlier, and they had Ben pound and pound on the door. I pounded on the side of building, too. Eventually, we hear rustling near the room with the TV glow. Robert managed to hobble, shirtless and disoriented, to the front door. I thanked the deputies and sent them on their way. Ben talked with Robert and discovered that his phone was broken. We're pretty sure that Robert was unconscious for a lot of the past week, but he's the kind of stubborn SOB who doesn't accept things like ambulance rides, so we promised to help him sort out his phone problem and went home to bed.
We paced around the house for a few minutes, and decided to drop by the sheriff's office and talk in person. The deputy who we met was much more pleasant face to face. We talked for probably 20 minutes and persuaded him (since he wouldn't give us permission to break into Robert's house) to send a couple of other deputies out with us to check things out. We had to wait to meet the deputies in the AEP parking lot off of Rt. 682, by the railroad tracks so they could follow us out to his house.
That's where I had one of the weirdest, is-this-for-real style moments of my life.
While we were waiting at midnight in the Electric company's parking lot for the sheriff's deputies to take us out to our friend's house to make sure he wasn't dead, I watched a train approach the crossing right next to us at full speed. At first, I didn't think the crossing bars and lights were going to activate, but then they did, right at the last second. The conductor was caught off guard, I think, and "slammed on the breaks" of the train right in front of the intersection. Right at that second, an ambulance pulled up, lights flashing, to the far side of the crossing and had to wait for the train to go by. At the same time, some guy on a bicycle, smoking a cigarette, pedaled up to the crossing right in front of us. He pulled up beside this crappy white car and started giving the passenger directions somewhere. All this while a train is screeching, trying to slow down. And then, as quickly as it formed, the scene dissolved.
The deputies arrived a few minutes later and followed us to our friend's house. A TV was on in his trailer that hadn't been on earlier, and they had Ben pound and pound on the door. I pounded on the side of building, too. Eventually, we hear rustling near the room with the TV glow. Robert managed to hobble, shirtless and disoriented, to the front door. I thanked the deputies and sent them on their way. Ben talked with Robert and discovered that his phone was broken. We're pretty sure that Robert was unconscious for a lot of the past week, but he's the kind of stubborn SOB who doesn't accept things like ambulance rides, so we promised to help him sort out his phone problem and went home to bed.
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