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.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Friday
To start off, Flash is doing better. The cast hasn't slowed him down at all. He's getting his fifth cast today. They have to keep changing it out because they physically couldn't close the wound with stitches, so to be as non detailed as possible, the hole is left open and healing. It's healing quicker then what the vet was expecting. I'm going to try talking one on one with what his actually process is. His bills are kinda up there and my budget is tight, now even tighter. Looks like school is getting put off again till the fall. I was going to go this summer, but the vet bills are higher then what my car is value at. Sorry, to be complaining. I just got the Gatlinburg trip this weekend and all on top of it. I've been trying my hardest to look forward to the trip, but with leaving so much going on at home, I'm worried. I'm probably going to be calling home every few minutes checking on things.
Monday, unfortunately, is my 24th birthday. Normally, I get to hide in a hole. Last year, I was in Gatlinburg, which wasn't to bad. We went to Cades Cove which was fun. I'm one of those historial weirdo's so that was a treat. Then they took me out to dinner. I've never been one to like my birthday. I only did the kiddy parties, because my mom loves them. Me, my sister, & my brother take after my dad more. We don't like aging. My mom loves parties, but when the attention is focused on her, she fits in with us on the no attention level. But she'll be 50 this year. (Evil grin).
On a different note: My books are coming along very slowly. I'm at the point of the Book 2 where I'm having to do research to make it as real and believable as possible. I'm only on chapter 10 of that book. This one might be longer then the first. Which is scary. Book 1: I'm still working on draft 3. Almost done with it though. Just three more chapters and draft 3 will be done and draft 4 can start. Draft 4 is where I'm changing it from 3rd person to 1st. I'm looking forward to that, oddly enough. I think after draft 4, I'm going to see if someone outside my fan base (aka: a good friend & coworker) would read it and give an opinion. But we'll see.
I got just under 7 hours before I leave for Tennessee. And a little over 3 hours before I leave from work. :)
Monday, unfortunately, is my 24th birthday. Normally, I get to hide in a hole. Last year, I was in Gatlinburg, which wasn't to bad. We went to Cades Cove which was fun. I'm one of those historial weirdo's so that was a treat. Then they took me out to dinner. I've never been one to like my birthday. I only did the kiddy parties, because my mom loves them. Me, my sister, & my brother take after my dad more. We don't like aging. My mom loves parties, but when the attention is focused on her, she fits in with us on the no attention level. But she'll be 50 this year. (Evil grin).
On a different note: My books are coming along very slowly. I'm at the point of the Book 2 where I'm having to do research to make it as real and believable as possible. I'm only on chapter 10 of that book. This one might be longer then the first. Which is scary. Book 1: I'm still working on draft 3. Almost done with it though. Just three more chapters and draft 3 will be done and draft 4 can start. Draft 4 is where I'm changing it from 3rd person to 1st. I'm looking forward to that, oddly enough. I think after draft 4, I'm going to see if someone outside my fan base (aka: a good friend & coworker) would read it and give an opinion. But we'll see.
I got just under 7 hours before I leave for Tennessee. And a little over 3 hours before I leave from work. :)
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Flash update
Nope, not the coon. He's been shot. The bone in his shoulder is completely shatter. He has no feeling in his leg. From the size of the wound and destruction, he will never be able to walk on it again. The vet can't even stitch him up. He's at the vet for the next two days and going through surgery.
Tuesday
I woke up this morning very early. There was no sunlight in the sky. I looked over at my clock to see it was almost four thirty. I rolled over and drifted between wakefullness and sleep. I finally lifted my head again to see it was after six thirty. Late. I hurriedly fled my room, showered, changed, made sure Gary was awake and gathered my things. I had one job left to do. Feed the animals. I went outside, still hurrying, pourd out dog food, and cat food in their respective places. Then I noticed my dog, Flash. He rolled over like always wanting a morning belly rub. His tail was wagging. It was still dark outside. I reached over to pet him, when I felt something warm and soft. With the light of my cell phone, I was grossed out. Flash has been hurt again. Again, and again and again. This poor dog can't stay out of trouble. He's been attacked by what I assume is a coon.
I thought I was going to be late this morning, I was now. I brought him in and taped up the gapping hole in his leg the best I could. I knew from his lack of movement and such that he was in a lot of pain. It looked like it would be to. As much gore as I've seen living on a farm, you'd think I could handle this. As I taped him close, I got light headed and queasy. I called mom and she said to see if Steve (my neighbor & sister's father-in-law) could take him. Luckily Steve was awake and agreed to take him. The worst part was having to leave the poor guy.
I sit here at work, just finishing the flood of orders from our main buyer, and my phone rang. It was mom. The first thing out of her mouth was the enormous price the vet is charging. It's only a few hundred shy of what the 3 nights stay & lung surgery and such was in Louisville. Mom told me that she told them to go ahead with it. Flash somehow managed to get metal chips in the wound. We can only guess that while he was fighting the coon, he must've hit something down in the barn - like the round bailer or a sheet of tin or something like that. He has to be in a splint and they are going to do x-rays to see if he has any broken bones. With the muscle torn like it is, there maybe a chance he'll never be able to walk on that leg again. He just turned a year old in Feb. My mom suggested that my brother needs to go coon hunting. Even more so now, that dad moved Daisy May and her six snow white beagle pups down there.
Life is never daul on the farm.
I thought I was going to be late this morning, I was now. I brought him in and taped up the gapping hole in his leg the best I could. I knew from his lack of movement and such that he was in a lot of pain. It looked like it would be to. As much gore as I've seen living on a farm, you'd think I could handle this. As I taped him close, I got light headed and queasy. I called mom and she said to see if Steve (my neighbor & sister's father-in-law) could take him. Luckily Steve was awake and agreed to take him. The worst part was having to leave the poor guy.
I sit here at work, just finishing the flood of orders from our main buyer, and my phone rang. It was mom. The first thing out of her mouth was the enormous price the vet is charging. It's only a few hundred shy of what the 3 nights stay & lung surgery and such was in Louisville. Mom told me that she told them to go ahead with it. Flash somehow managed to get metal chips in the wound. We can only guess that while he was fighting the coon, he must've hit something down in the barn - like the round bailer or a sheet of tin or something like that. He has to be in a splint and they are going to do x-rays to see if he has any broken bones. With the muscle torn like it is, there maybe a chance he'll never be able to walk on that leg again. He just turned a year old in Feb. My mom suggested that my brother needs to go coon hunting. Even more so now, that dad moved Daisy May and her six snow white beagle pups down there.
Life is never daul on the farm.
Monday, March 9, 2009
March
Well, here we are. March. Spring. And everything else in between.
Okay, a list of updates.
We got nearly eight thousand for the ruin pool from the insurance. So, the property taxes are paid, the blazer is in the shop (and should be done today) getting a new transmission, dad got new seed for the pasture fields and had the seed drill out sat. & sun. planting. They are paying off some of their bills, and that pretty much covers it.
Me: I have one car payment left until the car is MINE.
We've got two weeks till Gatlinburg.
Two weeks, I'll be 24 <- urgh.
The current book I've been writing since Nov, is on it's 3rd draft and I decided to change it from 3rd person to 1st which is going to be my fourth draft. I was doing a prologue, but I think I might cut it out. I just can't grasp it. So maybe make it part of a dream or something like that.
I'm back to exercising. Four miles in the last two days. Today, I'm walking/jogging another two miles. I'm feeling every bit of it.
I've read the song of solomon, twice this year. And I've asked Gary on information on it, because I'm confused. Now, last monday, I finally made it to the studies. Happily I opened my Bible to what Bruce is teaching: Song of Solomon. Yes.
We might be recieving another mare here soon. Still ify on the info of her. But my mare would be thrilled to have another horse with her.
Family:
Dad: is a little under the weather right now. Mainly a cold, but he's getting better. He's in a better mood thanks to the flow of money and he's back on the tractor again. That always makes him feel better. A true farmer.
Mom: is fine. She's trying to get credited for some type of daycare thing and her big interview is this week. She has had to get rid of a lot of stuff there and rearrange a lot. But the best part is, they want her desk clean. I'm looking forward to that. It's hard to type with a pile of uneven paperwork under the keyboard and mouse.
Gary: got a new truck. Well, not new - a '93 Ford Ranger. He's already going to jack it up this week. Figures. The other truck he's "giving" back to dad. Gary never bought it - dad did - so now dad gets to drive it.
Karie: hurt her knee two weekends ago. She still has problems with it, which makes her worried about her past knee problems and disease she had. But she struggling through it. Stephen has been helping her more at home, so she's getting relief that way.
Stephen: is as normally weird as ever. A good brother-in-law.
Elizabeth: is already looking forward to her 5th birthday. (It's in April, but time doesn't matter to kids.) She's already naming off many things she already knows she's going to get. When the day arrives, she won't remember half of it.
Payton: is a ham. My cousin got married saturday and Payton hamed it up. She stole the spotlight. She just smiled at everyone and wanted held by everyone. Trying to impress the family (which isn't hard to do).
That's all that I can think of at the moment.
Okay, a list of updates.
We got nearly eight thousand for the ruin pool from the insurance. So, the property taxes are paid, the blazer is in the shop (and should be done today) getting a new transmission, dad got new seed for the pasture fields and had the seed drill out sat. & sun. planting. They are paying off some of their bills, and that pretty much covers it.
Me: I have one car payment left until the car is MINE.
We've got two weeks till Gatlinburg.
Two weeks, I'll be 24 <- urgh.
The current book I've been writing since Nov, is on it's 3rd draft and I decided to change it from 3rd person to 1st which is going to be my fourth draft. I was doing a prologue, but I think I might cut it out. I just can't grasp it. So maybe make it part of a dream or something like that.
I'm back to exercising. Four miles in the last two days. Today, I'm walking/jogging another two miles. I'm feeling every bit of it.
I've read the song of solomon, twice this year. And I've asked Gary on information on it, because I'm confused. Now, last monday, I finally made it to the studies. Happily I opened my Bible to what Bruce is teaching: Song of Solomon. Yes.
We might be recieving another mare here soon. Still ify on the info of her. But my mare would be thrilled to have another horse with her.
Family:
Dad: is a little under the weather right now. Mainly a cold, but he's getting better. He's in a better mood thanks to the flow of money and he's back on the tractor again. That always makes him feel better. A true farmer.
Mom: is fine. She's trying to get credited for some type of daycare thing and her big interview is this week. She has had to get rid of a lot of stuff there and rearrange a lot. But the best part is, they want her desk clean. I'm looking forward to that. It's hard to type with a pile of uneven paperwork under the keyboard and mouse.
Gary: got a new truck. Well, not new - a '93 Ford Ranger. He's already going to jack it up this week. Figures. The other truck he's "giving" back to dad. Gary never bought it - dad did - so now dad gets to drive it.
Karie: hurt her knee two weekends ago. She still has problems with it, which makes her worried about her past knee problems and disease she had. But she struggling through it. Stephen has been helping her more at home, so she's getting relief that way.
Stephen: is as normally weird as ever. A good brother-in-law.
Elizabeth: is already looking forward to her 5th birthday. (It's in April, but time doesn't matter to kids.) She's already naming off many things she already knows she's going to get. When the day arrives, she won't remember half of it.
Payton: is a ham. My cousin got married saturday and Payton hamed it up. She stole the spotlight. She just smiled at everyone and wanted held by everyone. Trying to impress the family (which isn't hard to do).
That's all that I can think of at the moment.
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