WHAT A BLESSED MORNING

So I realized that it has been quite some time since I blogged, lots has been going on but I just haven't really felt like blogging, or had the time to do so. Sorry! However I did feel compelled to share with you what a wonderful morning I had.
Last night I set my alarm clock for about 7:30 so that I would have time to throw in a load of laundry and call Kim before church. Well I set it for 7:30... pm. Fabulous! Sorry Kim, I really wanted to talk to you. I woke up at 9 which is still plenty of time for me to get ready and be at church for 10. I left home at my usual time and made my way to church.
I must say I was looking pretty darn good! I even wore high heels. Woo-eeee! This turned out to be almost tragic. On my way to church, driving about 60km/h (within the speed limit) the truck in front of me slammed on his brakes. I was a good distance behind him and went to hit my brakes too but my heel got caught in the mat on the floor of my car which meant that when I got a foot ont he brake I really had to slam and swerve not hit the truck. I almost soiled myself. I was absolutely rattled!
I pulled myself together and continued on to church. Traffic was backed up so I was now late for church, which I really hate. When I made it out of traffic and onto the ramp to go north I was going a little faster than necessary to try and make up for time lost. I turned right off the ramp and around a fallen construction fence type thing then back into the right lane. As I went on my way I hear the sound of scratching metal. I looked in my mirrors but didn't see anything. I decided to pull over on the next turn. When I get out of my car I find the that I didn't actually clear that construction fence and it was tangled under my car. In the words of my friend Twyla, it was like when the car version of when toilet paper gets stuck to your shoe. I estimate it was about 5m long and included a 1.5 meter metal bar. Splendid!
From the standing position I tried to pull but with no success. I had to get down on my hands and knees in the grocery store parking lot , while in my sunday finest, and untangle this thing. It is very hard while wearing a skirt, to be a lady on a windy day, when you are on your hands and knees reaching under a very low car. I had mud all over my arms and face and knees. On the up side I managed to keep my light pink skirt clean. After I untangled the bugger I was remembered my camera was in my purse. I am already late for church, might as well get a quick picture.

You can't see all of it in this pic and the metal bar isn't visible. What a great start to the day!

WHAT'S WITH KIDS THESE DAYS?

So I decided I am not responsible enough to care for children. I can play with them just fine, but I do not do a very good job of being an adult. Wednesday was kind of the final straw in coming to this conclusion. I sent two kids flying off the merry-go-round at work, a 2.5 and 4 year old. And I mean flying. The younger of the two must have gone at least a meter. It wasn't totally my fault. They saw a bigger kid jumping while he was on so they thought they could do the same. Although I probably shouldn't have spun the thing so fast.

I was told by a 6 year old on Thursday that I needed to shave my armpits. Thanks.
Later that day I sat down to play some cards and this one little 5 years old boy sat down to play.
"Uh, gross, your hands are all dirty." The girls said to him.
"Well duh. I am a man, my hands are supposed to get dirty."
It was too cute. 5 years old and he thinks he's a man.

On Friday I sat down at a table with a group of girls that were making purses out of paper for a special game. I thought they would have a tea party or play shopping. I sat down and made one too. Then they started making pretend cell phones, Blackberries (or Blueberries what ever those things are) and special "identafecashen". I started to get concerned. I think these kids have workaholics for parents. They finished and prepared for their game. You know what they were playing? Bet you can't guess.
The were playing entrepreneur. What the heck. I didn't even know what that meant when I was 7 let alone devise a game. My goodness! I ended up having to console one of the boys because he got fired. Watch Apprentice much? Gee whiz.
Later I was playing a mini billiards game with one of the girls. We kept getting interrupted by her pretend cell phone ringing. Are you kidding me?

I am terrified to see what these kids are like when they grow up. Someone needs to throw them in a mud puddle so they can learn what being a kid is all about.

WEEKEND WITH THE FAM

Took the weekend off work because my parents came to visit. It was nice to not be working and to see my family. We went to my aunts house in PA and I got to go to the lake for the afternoon. I had a wonderful time sitting by the dock reading the Word and eating rice cakes with the ducks.
I had a really good meal and then we all took turns jumping on my cousins trampoline.
In that Last one it appears as though my aunt is checking to see if my mom soiled herself.

Later in the evening I tried my hand at archery.
Ooops! Hope that wasn't an expensive bird feeder?
In my defense the bow and arrows are made specifically to fit my cousin.

MCAT DAY

So I wrote the MCAT today, medical colleges admissions test, even though I don't think I am going the doctor route anymore. I actually rather enjoyed it. I enjoy writing test, loser, I know. It was not the 6 hours of torture that everyone claims it is. Maybe it's just my personality to not get stressed out, or maybe the fact that my life does not hinge on me becoming an MD.

I was expecting Murphy's Law to haunt me like the Bubonic Plague today, like it does on many important days. It didn't. I experienced only mild effects. Perhaps there was a person, a halogen to my alkali metal in regards to electron affinity (I studied to much chemistry), who was exhibiting a stronger affinity for Murphy's law than I.

I encountered only two set backs. The first occured in a mad rush to take a leak before the exam started. I raced to the bathroom got in the stall and ... drum roll please! I fell into the toilet. Yup, genius, I know. The seat wasn't down and I was in such a hurry that I didn't look or squat so in I go! I was about 25% laughing, 60% absolutely horrified, and 15% mad that God hadn't dropped a Chemistry or Physiology major in there. Nope, He dropped a Microbiologist. Come on! I know what's in there, I really didn't need to experience. Oh well, so I am shedding tears of disgust and I don't feel comfortable for the rest of the day.

During the exam, after I had just read a really long chemistry passage the power went out. Our answers were saved, but it took about half an hour to get it running again. By that time I had forgotten the passage and had to re-read it which cost a me a few minutes. I didn't finish the last few questions.

I also discovered that I should have taken anatomy an physiology prior to the MCAT. The essays gave me a fair bit of trouble. They give you a statement and then you have half and hour to write a "unified essay" (whatever the heck that means) explaining what the statement means, giving an example of when the statement is invalid and explaining what determines if the statement is true or false. In one particular question about business and marketing I totally blanked. You know those moments when the hamster dies and the wheel just stops turning. So I wrote, in my Medical College Admission Test about power tools, specifically a belt sander, power drill and air compressor. What!?! It's all I could think of, and you don't really have much time to think so I just went with it. I also made mention of a futon and vacuum. 100% I can just feel it!

Oh well, whatever. I am just happy that I can do things and not feel guilty about not studying anymore.

JUST A NORMAL DAY IN THE LIFE...

So yesterday on my way to work (I walk to work) I was behind some old lady that appeared to be in her sixties. We were walking in the same direction, she was only a couple meters ahead of me. She looked back then started walking faster. She looked back at me again, kinda scared looking, and started walking even faster. This happened several times, but I was in a hurry and am generally a fast walker anyway so I was always right behind her. She looked back again and stopped,
"Why are you following me?"
Are you kidding me, I don't have time for this, I'm late for work. Whatever.
"I'm not, this is the way I walk to work. If you are more comfortable I can walk ahead of you."
"Oh, I guess you don't look like a bad person, carrying that back pack and lunch bag. Sorry, it's just that I am from the big city and I am kinda suspicious of people. blah blah blah"
"That's okay." I told her trying to walk away politely.
She then proceed to tell me her life story, all about her mothers mental illness and how her sister inherited it. Are you sure you haven't inherited some mental illness?
How can people tell a complete stranger such personal information. And why me?
Anyways, I made it to work on time where I acquired a fat lip trying to hold down a kid who was having a temper tantrum.
That made the dentist really fun today.