Brake Check

Well, at least someone did that to the car in front of me last night.

The SVU guy claimed he was annoyed that the car in front of me wasn't giving him enough room to merge over on the hwy in front of the movies in Corydon. (He didn't use his signals or anything either). So, when he got in front of her, he slammed on his brakes. The car in front of me stopped in time. I didn't. I hit her and the van behind me, hit me. The semi behind the van was paying enough attention and swurved off of the road just in time not to hit all three of us. Thankfully there was no damage, except for the dent I gave the woman car on her licences plate. The SUV guy drove off, leaving us all behind. We all called it a truce since there was nothing to worry about. It took me an hour to calm down enough to drive from my mom's daycare to home. Even though there was no damage, I'm sore and stiff at all my joints. And tired. Very tired.

Gatlinburg:

Was as good as ever. It was very enouraging being with the girls that weekend. I don't think I've fully recovered yet. I just got the pictures on Sunday (I took very little so I'd been waiting on the others hoping they are better then mine.), but I hadn't loaded them to my computer yet. I'll post more on it later with pictures.
I skipped out on the 8 mile hill trail they did on Sunday. I was all for it on Saturday, until it was mentioned about the bridges with only one rail each. Then, I was scrambling mentally thinking how to get out of it without disappointing the others. If anyone knows my roller coaster/heights story than you'd understand perfectly.
Saturday: we took a small trail and got side track at looking at this lovely stream. I got a few pictures of the five foot or so edge that separated the elevated trail and the stream. Just how the sun was shining through and the moss blanketing the ground and trees was pretty to me. Instead of being smart, I followed the girls across stepping stones to the little island in the middle. They were getting pictures of rapids. I was going to try being sneaky and get back to the other side and try get some pictures with them admiring the rapids. It didn't work. I fell in. I had my cell phone & camera. The camera works. My phone doesn't. Sadly, the phone that took my abuse got replaced on tuesday. My pass phones didn't last as long as this one had or with stood the amount of torture I gave it. This new one almost screams at me saying it's breakable. I've already dropped it once this morning. It seems fine.

But back to the fall, the girls were real sweet about it. They were understanding and helped by taking my phone & camera and setting them out to dry. At first I thought i was fine, but then we went shopping and slowly my knee hurt. For that whole evening, I seriously wondered if I broke my knee cap. It was black and swollen. But I don't have insurance and I wasn't about to let them know. Now, it doesn't matter because my knee is fine and the bruise is almost gone.

Sunday: we went to this little congregation. I want so badly to help them out. The two years we've now been there they seem to be struggling in more then one way. I didn't get to speak to any of them this year, but they don't seem that strong of Christains. They're trying, but with the conditions they are struggling with (financially & government restrited meeting times because of their bad water) they just don't seem strong. The class I got lost in. We read a passage, then he jumped back and reviewed heavily of the prior passage. It was encouraging to find out they had only started three years ago and they've maintain ties since then. It just makes me feel helpless. I want to do more for them, because they are God's people and ARE trying to follow Him and spread the word. I'm just worried.

The evening: I stayed at the cabin while they went hiking. I worked on my book for the most part. I work best with an open window. So I turned off the heat and opened the door. The ceiling fan didn't work. I played with it, but I think the motor is burned up. But I typed seven pages (which is a lot for me in one run). I thought I saved it; but the computer had mircosoft processer and I was using regular word and had to keep going back and forth on the saving files. (Monday morning I discovered it didn't save. I only got caught back up this pass weekend.) That night the girls bought pizza and we watched TV. It was fun in the sense it was relaxing.

Monday we went to a pancake house and afterwards shopped some more. Then we had our last study out side in the sunshine and headed back home.

Hopefully I'll be able to post some pictures. It really is a pretty place there and it just makes me wish to go hiking more often at home. I know our hills don't equal theirs but our history in the forestry is just as rich.