Well last weekend I took time to pick up the sticks in the backyard and rake up the pine needles in the front yard. I ended up with two lawn bags full! I don't have a very big backyard but it had a TON of sticks. At about a bag and a half I was pretty tired of bending over - oh ya and had my wasp spray in my left hand at the ready to spray any snakes that might have appeared. So I'd look at the stick and think, "the mower can break that up." The longer I did that, the bigger the sticks got that I thought my mower could handle.....
With all the rain, the park next door had a "pond" the other day and two geese were in the pond enjoying themselves. It cracked me up. I tried to get a picture but they were too far away to see the geese in it.
I have decided on my next/third tattoo. Dad is helping me get something for it and hopefully in May or June I'll get it done :)
An important lesson I learned: body spray and my pump hair spray are not the same thing - just because they both are in pump/spray bottles - again they are not the same. I realized that after using my hair spray as body spray......down the inside of my top that day.
I spent Friday night and most of the day Saturday at a womens' conference with the four churches that belong in our network. It was held at Saylorville Baptist - our mother church. It was Choosing Joy and really good.
Friday when I left for work, I didn't get home until after going to WalMart after the conference. I walked into the basement from my tuck-under garage and smelled something bad in the basement. It smelled like sewer gas, or rotten eggs, or basically crap. I didn't think much about it until I got all the way upstairs in my bedroom and I could still really smell it. So I called the power company and they would dispatch their next repair guy. So instead of putting on my p.j.'s I was putting on my sweats, winter coat, gloves and scarf to "evacuate" my house to wait for the repair guy. No where to go, it was COLD and I had about a 20 minute wait - which really wasn't that bad. The picture below shows how "lovely" I looked.
Now as I evacuated I chuckled to myself thinking I was finally heeding my small group leader's advice. I asked Rob who I would be able to call in the middle of the night in case - say I heard water running. Rob said I could call him but all he'd tell me to do was to evacuate......... Such a help.
And someone commented on Facebook after I posted my picture that I needed to smile. I'm like I was just thankful I got the picture taken.
So the repair guy drives right by me....... As he got out of the truck and came closer I realized he'd been in the house before for a smell problem and he looked at me and said, "I've been in your house before." The minute he stepped in the front door he said, "sewer gas". Which is what I thought it was but wasn't 100% positive. We headed to the basement, he confirmed sewer gas again but did check for any gas leaks. I put water down the drain and thanked him for coming out. About a half hour later the smell was gone.
It was finally time that I could upgrade my cell phone so after the conference yesterday, off to the Verizon store I headed and ended up with a Razor that is awesome! Faster phone, bigger screen, voice recognition and more - yowza. Grant had helped me two weeks ago before I could upgrade so I asked for him again. He was just finishing up with a customer and mentioned his dad had just retired from the Urbandale Police Department. When he started to help me I asked what his dad's name was. I recognized it. I asked him to check with his dad to see if he remembered a Mike McFall on the reserve unit several years ago because Mike had been my husband. I have a hard time referring to Mike as my late husband.
I picked up Papa Murphy's cheese bread for supper last night and two movies. "Zero Dark Thirty" and "P.S. I Love You". Zero Dark is about gathering information and then the Seal Six Team that killed Osama Bin Laden. It was good - very slow the first part but that's how it really is trying to locate someone that has been in hiding many years.
P.S. was about a young couple that the husband died at 35 from a brain tumor - at the beginning of the movie. People had warned me to have a box of Kleenex handy. I ended up only using two Kleenex - at the end. I figured it was because I already knew what the main character was feeling so it didn't make me sad - but women watching the movie that still had their husbands it would tear them apart thinking about their husband dying. But I did cry at the end when she said that she "thought Gerry was finally gone". Throughout the movie you'd see how she would talk to Gerry (the actor playing Gerry would be in the scene). I don't think about having an actual conversation with Mike but one thing I still can "feel" is when I lay on my side in bed with what would have been my back to him. Mike would be on his back so he'd put his hand on my side so we were touching. I can still feel that.
This coming Saturday will be an interesting day for me. First it is the open house for The Well - the building my church has been working on for almost two years. The pastors moved into their offices this past week. The office manager is working out of it too - awesome! So many great opportunities for this building.
But Saturday (4/27) is also the third anniversary of Mike's death. Three years - doesn't seem possible. But God is good. I spent the evening of my unanniversary with the ladies group from church and I'm spending the third anniversary of his passing with my church family working the open house.
The picture below is my profile pix of my Facebook account for this month. It shows my two guys :)
