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Kayla and Daddy
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My Dad and My Kayla!
3.07.2008
3.04.2008
This is the Day . . .
Ever have one of those days when you truly think it will not ever end. Kind of like the song, "This is the song that never ends. It just goes on and on and on . . .", that is what my day turned out like yesterday. And it was a Monday. Figures!
Sunday
12:41am -- I get to my car that's parked at the airport (following my birthday trip home). As I'm pulling out, I notice the gas light is on which I remember I didn't take care of before I left. It's after midnight. I'm not ABOUT to go to the gas station at this hour. The light just came on. I have enough gas to get to the house and back to the gas station in the morning.
Monday
7:45am -- I wake up and get ready for my day. I need to get Derby from the kennel then head to work.
8:30am -- Get in car. It won't start. What in the world? Did I leave a light on and the battery die. No. Battery seems to work for other things. Maybe it was on fumes when I drove in. For. The. Love. I'll give it a few minutes. Maybe in my attempt to make it crank, I flooded it.
9:00am -- Still won't crank. Oye. Start to walk to gas station about a mile away. Notice neighbor is home. "Can I PLEASE borrow your car to ride to the corner for gas?" Thank the Lord, my neighbors know me and trust me.
9:20am -- Gallon of gas added. Still won't start. Unbelievable. I really need a man in my life for no other reason than to take care of these kinds of things! Give it some more time. Maybe its flooded.
1000am - Still not cranking. Clicking away. Call work to say I'll be there at some point. Maybe. Sweet co-worker offers to send her husband who doesn't go into work until 1pm come look at it. A man. Not my man but a man none-the-less. Dear Jesus, please let him be able to fix it.
11:00am -- Man arrives. Has tools and everything. Thank You, Jesus, he knows what he's doing. Or at least looks like it. (Time will prove he does.)
11:30am -- Let's try more gas. Maybe it's so low that the pump can't prime. Sure. I thought that might be the issue. So off we go to the gas station again. Glad gas isn't $4.00/gallon yet . . . you'll see why in a moment.
12:05pm -- More gas added. Pump primed. Engine will crank but won't stay on. Tried it several times. The verdict? It's either the gas filter or fuel pump. Pray it's the filter . . . otherwise . . . cha-ching!
12:15pm -- Call AAA because they can maybe do something . . . or at least tow it. My membership has lapsed? Well, I haven't needed it, so I probably just forgot to renew it. I can renew and still get Roadside Assistance? Oh, good. What? My card is declined? Are you kidding me?? Let me call my bank. I'll call you back.
12:18pm -- Call with bank . . . I'm overdrawn $5? Well, I don't know what the deal is? I obviously messed something up in my check register. Can you help as here's the deal . . . [proceed to tell her of my morning] . . . and I have a birthday check that will more than cover it. Seriously? You can't do that? Have I told you the morning I've had already? Yes? And you still can't help?? For. The. Love. Someone remind me to change banks.
1:45pm -- Called a tow truck. Now sitting at the mechanic shop. What a day. Suzanne is coming by to pick me up. They are letting me borrow Jon's car until the morning. Car will be done tomorrow. All this and my dog is STILL at the kennel.
6:55pm -- Rest of the day went ok. Spent it with the boys and Suz. Then dinner with family. Now on my way to work because I had two things that were absolutely due today that I need to get done since I never made it into the office. Need my keycard to get into the building. What did I do with it? I'm sure I saw it either in my laptop bag or my purse. Where is that keycard? Hm. Um. Wait. Speaking of keys. How. Am. I. Going. To. Get. In. My. House?? The garage door opener is in my car and my house key is with my car keys. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
I spent an hour at work. And was able to get in my house. Needless to say, I flopped into bed and asked God to please give me a better day tomorrow because I have NO IDEA WHAT He was trying to teach me through all this. [sigh]
And so my day that would never end, comes to an end. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Sunday
12:41am -- I get to my car that's parked at the airport (following my birthday trip home). As I'm pulling out, I notice the gas light is on which I remember I didn't take care of before I left. It's after midnight. I'm not ABOUT to go to the gas station at this hour. The light just came on. I have enough gas to get to the house and back to the gas station in the morning.
Monday
7:45am -- I wake up and get ready for my day. I need to get Derby from the kennel then head to work.
8:30am -- Get in car. It won't start. What in the world? Did I leave a light on and the battery die. No. Battery seems to work for other things. Maybe it was on fumes when I drove in. For. The. Love. I'll give it a few minutes. Maybe in my attempt to make it crank, I flooded it.
9:00am -- Still won't crank. Oye. Start to walk to gas station about a mile away. Notice neighbor is home. "Can I PLEASE borrow your car to ride to the corner for gas?" Thank the Lord, my neighbors know me and trust me.
9:20am -- Gallon of gas added. Still won't start. Unbelievable. I really need a man in my life for no other reason than to take care of these kinds of things! Give it some more time. Maybe its flooded.
1000am - Still not cranking. Clicking away. Call work to say I'll be there at some point. Maybe. Sweet co-worker offers to send her husband who doesn't go into work until 1pm come look at it. A man. Not my man but a man none-the-less. Dear Jesus, please let him be able to fix it.
11:00am -- Man arrives. Has tools and everything. Thank You, Jesus, he knows what he's doing. Or at least looks like it. (Time will prove he does.)
11:30am -- Let's try more gas. Maybe it's so low that the pump can't prime. Sure. I thought that might be the issue. So off we go to the gas station again. Glad gas isn't $4.00/gallon yet . . . you'll see why in a moment.
12:05pm -- More gas added. Pump primed. Engine will crank but won't stay on. Tried it several times. The verdict? It's either the gas filter or fuel pump. Pray it's the filter . . . otherwise . . . cha-ching!
12:15pm -- Call AAA because they can maybe do something . . . or at least tow it. My membership has lapsed? Well, I haven't needed it, so I probably just forgot to renew it. I can renew and still get Roadside Assistance? Oh, good. What? My card is declined? Are you kidding me?? Let me call my bank. I'll call you back.
12:18pm -- Call with bank . . . I'm overdrawn $5? Well, I don't know what the deal is? I obviously messed something up in my check register. Can you help as here's the deal . . . [proceed to tell her of my morning] . . . and I have a birthday check that will more than cover it. Seriously? You can't do that? Have I told you the morning I've had already? Yes? And you still can't help?? For. The. Love. Someone remind me to change banks.
1:45pm -- Called a tow truck. Now sitting at the mechanic shop. What a day. Suzanne is coming by to pick me up. They are letting me borrow Jon's car until the morning. Car will be done tomorrow. All this and my dog is STILL at the kennel.
6:55pm -- Rest of the day went ok. Spent it with the boys and Suz. Then dinner with family. Now on my way to work because I had two things that were absolutely due today that I need to get done since I never made it into the office. Need my keycard to get into the building. What did I do with it? I'm sure I saw it either in my laptop bag or my purse. Where is that keycard? Hm. Um. Wait. Speaking of keys. How. Am. I. Going. To. Get. In. My. House?? The garage door opener is in my car and my house key is with my car keys. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
I spent an hour at work. And was able to get in my house. Needless to say, I flopped into bed and asked God to please give me a better day tomorrow because I have NO IDEA WHAT He was trying to teach me through all this. [sigh]
And so my day that would never end, comes to an end. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
3.02.2008
39 Down . . .
I have come to realize in my 39 years, I am a loved girl. The blessings that I've been given really are just more than one person deserves. And yet, my family and friends . . . and my God . . . just lavish me with love that just overwhelms me. I had a sweet dinner with friends . . . received flowers . . . and cards . . . and gifts . . . and balloons . . . and phone calls . . . and lunch to celebrate. Then I flew home to continue the celebration with family. I'm truly am a loved girl. I really, really am.
The gift that God decided to give me has just made me smile the most. For anybody that knows me, unless I'm at the beach, I like the cold . . . and winter . . . and SNOW. So the night before my birthday as I was having dinner with friends, God made it start to snow. By the time I got home that evening, it was covering the streets. When I woke up birthday morning, there was enough on the ground. Mom told me it was snowing the day I was born, so it seems appropriate that I love snow! Derby and I went outside to play. I love making snowballs and throwing them like balls for him to catch. He doesn't appreciate the snow nearly as much as Lellow used to. He liked to catch them when I threw them in the air. I miss my boy. So Derby and I just sat on the deck and watched snow that God gave me as a birthday gift. (Be sure to see my friend Cathy's blog for a slighty different take on the snow as my gift! http://www.radioactivesnowfall.blogspot.com/)
The gift that God decided to give me has just made me smile the most. For anybody that knows me, unless I'm at the beach, I like the cold . . . and winter . . . and SNOW. So the night before my birthday as I was having dinner with friends, God made it start to snow. By the time I got home that evening, it was covering the streets. When I woke up birthday morning, there was enough on the ground. Mom told me it was snowing the day I was born, so it seems appropriate that I love snow! Derby and I went outside to play. I love making snowballs and throwing them like balls for him to catch. He doesn't appreciate the snow nearly as much as Lellow used to. He liked to catch them when I threw them in the air. I miss my boy. So Derby and I just sat on the deck and watched snow that God gave me as a birthday gift. (Be sure to see my friend Cathy's blog for a slighty different take on the snow as my gift! http://www.radioactivesnowfall.blogspot.com/)
I think the next favorite gift is the gift of time I received. While home, Bud, Kim, and Kayla, stayed at my parents house just about the entire weekend. We had so much fun just hanging out as a family. I know they had better things to do with their time . . . but without realizing it, this was their gift to me which was more than any gift they could ever purchase.
I'm a loved girl.
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