I took the day off yesterday from blogging.
I should have taken it off from everything.
Once again, I want there to be no doubt, I hate daylight savings time. I have not slept good since Saturday, usually spending a large portion of my night tossing and turning. I hate looking at my clock as the alarm goes off. (I set the alarm because I am afraid if I do go to sleep I won't wake up.).
We had a visitor at the parts store yesterday. It was the widow of one of Hag's high school friends. She came in looking for Pat. She had what she called "the amwand". This is a device that appears to be made of machined surgical steel, comprised of minerals and elements of the periodic table. A company in Singapore spent six and a half million dollars developing this wand. She made some statements about the wand bringing "wand-ed" parts of your body back to a base point of zero where a body can heal itself.
I was skeptical, as were most of us in the room. Then she asked me if I had something hurting. My first thought was of my ankle that I twisted when I was thrown from the hydraulic jack this past Saturday (after a day working the counter at the parts store, it is a constant dull pain). She began a clockwise "wand-ing" pattern over my ankle. Although she never touched it, I felt some twinges and by the time she finished with both sides, I felt no discomfort. She worked on Hag's shoulder with the same result.
Pat and I laughed about the true test would be Pepa's knees. The lady volunteered to go wand Pepa's knees and he was so impressed he bought one of these. Even this morning he contends he has relief.
Yesterday Pepa didn't have a very good day. He is in Abilene today for his monthly shots. Pat took him, because Memama went to get her hair cut.
Kyle and Hag began construction on a wheelchair ramp at Pepa's house. Memama got him an extra wide chair and it will only go through the front door. (I think for father's day I am going to the truck stop to buy him some "wide load" signs).
Rian and his family left yesterday for Roaring Springs. Their plan was to spend four days. They were taking the motorhome. Everyone calls Rian "Cousin Eddie" and yesterday he even confessed that he looked like the character from the movie. He was such a red neck he had his gas grill strapped to the back of the RV.
Just minutes ago I got a call from Rian's phone telling me they were headed home. Everything that could go wrong had gone wrong. The plug burned up on their RV electric cord. If I understood correctly, Rian was attacked by a cat, and also if I understood correctly, he had backed into a tree with their gas grill (strapped to the back of the RV). Lubbock by mid-day.
Remind me to never mention the trucks doing well because that was a curse. One driver delivered to the wrong location and another had an alternator belt problem and only had a pair of pliers to try to do the repairs. A third driver is trying to position himself to be home for a long weekend tomorrow so he can go to San Antonio for a Mexican music festival.
Interesting evening at the house. Trc came back after working there in the office all day. We had purchased a couple more WalMart "shared" pre-paid Visa cards that we use for fueling the trucks. She went on-line to activate them while I was in the office to help her. Turned out she couldn't do it on line and had to call them to activate. When they asked if she wanted a second card she told them, "That would be the reason I bought the shared cards". The customer service rep asked what names Trc wanted on the card. Trc told her, "lynlee 242". No numbers said the lady. "Then spell it out", Trc said, "two forty two". The lady acknowledged and completed the transaction. Before the rep could get off Trc told her I have another card to activate. When asked what name she wanted on the second card, Trc said, "lynlee two twenty-two". The rep could not help but ask Trc whose cards these were and why they would name their kids with numbers.
If I had been on my best game I would have told Trc to tell her, "just feel lucky that we already have from #223 to #241's cards!
I am dreading my tomorrow and Saturday. I have much work to do.
Have a day!
FATHER, I am struggling today. Forgive me.
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