Weather Report: It has been a warm, clear blue sky, sunny day here.
I woke up to pay bills..ooooooooooh.......reality bites.
I had to be here so the Safe Lite guy could come over and fix the window. Have I told you that LEGS is a PIMP? He changed the deductible on the insurance from $1000 to $50 right before we took the cross country trip....so thankfully the automatic window didn't cost us a fortune to replace.
I asked the glass guy what could have possible caused the window to break. I mentioned the temperature and elevation changes that we traveled through....he said something had to have hit it......So here is to hoping that some punk a** kid with his new pellet gun for Christmas wasn't driving down the highway shooting out windows......
HOWEVER- the "Boyfriend.....that is in a band" just informed me that wikipedia knows better than the Glass Dude.....it says:
Spontaneous glass breakage is a phenomenon by which toughened glass (or tempered) may spontaneously break without any apparent reason. The most common causes are:
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- Minor damage during installation such as nicked or chipped edges which later develop into larger breaks
- Binding of the glass in the frame causing stresses to develop as the glass expands and contracts due to thermal changes or deflects due to wind
- Internal defects within the glass such as nickel sulfide inclusion.
- Thermal stresses in the glass
- Inadequate glass thickness to resist wind load
In the end I think it was GOD, showing LEGS and I that we should not take each other or the basic blessings (such as a car window) we have in life for granted.....
I took Karmella for a run. I never have felt right about taking one dog over the other two, so I haven't taken her on runs at all....ever. She ran all three miles with me.....happy the whole time...I thought she might shut down but she was a champ! I also took her to pay the rent today......I was surprised she even considered entering the car after what we put her through.....she's my little co-pilot. Its kinda been like having a new dog. I do wonder how silly it looks when we run together down the street....
I went to the grocery store today to get groceries for LEGS and I. I would like to admit that I spent 20 minutes in the dog treat aisle, picking out treats for Karmella. When we had both the big dogs, Karmella just wanted everything they had, we used to buy her small food because its easier for small dogs to eat, but she wouldn't eat her food she just wanted the big dogs food. So we basically bought her the same as the big dogs....today I was like a kid in a candy store, completely enamored with all the little dog treats they have.......
We are a few steps closer to NEVER NEVER LAND. LEGS and I spent the afternoon, washing, vacuuming, and detailing both cars so they are all pretty when they are shown for sale. The hardest part was using 'Goo Off' to remove the remnants of the Gorilla tape we had to use to make a temporary window.......that was the most thrilling 45 minutes of my life......
Sometimes I struggle with this long distance familial relationship thingy.....here is my dilemma....
Every family has it issues. Let me repeat. Every family has it issues. I know, you know, that I know, that you know, what I am talking about. So here it is:
I get frustrated because I feel like I am in a catch 22. Here I am living my life down here in Alabama- which is basically a whole other country compared to Alaska- and I am happy for the most part, I live a modest but happy life, I go to the gym every day, I am able to read books, and knit, drink tea, have lunch with my Girlfriends.......these are not things that my family in Alaska get to do very often, if at all because they are busy working/going to school/etc. most of the time.
I write my blog, and they religiously read it. I tell them what I see, how I feel and where I have been. Pretty one-sided relationship so far.....So I call/facebook/email/skype/text them to see what is going on in their lives.....
Here is the dilemma PART 1.
When I call/facebook/email/skype/text I get about 6 different stories about what is going on.
Now, this not out of the ordinary, I am sure you can imagine growing up in a household of 5 women this was perfectly normal operating procedure. My Daddy used to say that every week of the month one of us was on our "Cycle." (Side note: I always found it amusing he called it a 'cycle'- we tried to get him to call it the more appropriate slang terms like 'rag', 'period', etc. etc. but he never would. Also, I am convinced that my father has a golden palace in heaven for putting up with so much hormonal chaos)
It was just easier when I was physically up there enduring, perceiving, and dealing with all the issues to determine what was REALLY going on.
Dilemma PART 2
Some of my family members don't want to 'trouble' me or discuss these issues when I call/facebook/email/skype/text. I can think of a few reasons why- perhaps they consider it 'gossip', or they don't want to 'burden' me, or maybe they don't want to spend their free time talking about the family issues.
Dilemma in Conclusion: What should I do? Run away to NEVER NEVER LAND, never grow up, never look back, pursue a course of apathy? It would be a lot easier, and more fun for me......And then show up one day to be utterly shocked, surprised, and puzzled as to why my family looks nothing like it did when I last checked in? Yeah Right!
It is easier for me now that I am far away.....I don't have to be so close to everything that is going on, I don't have to deal with any of it and can do nothing to help beside listen and respond via call/facebook/email/skype/text......but it doesn't mean that I don't care. I want to know what is going on in the family....I want all the dirty, gritty gossip that I can possibly get my hands on.....because........I miss you guys. I miss the chaos, the drama, the excitement........Like the sands through the hour glass these are THE DAYS OF OUR LIVES........so help a sister/daughter out will ya?
Oh and P.S. At least consider what I say.......because.......it really is easier when you are outside looking in...much like I am now.....
Random Thoughts and Facts:
Sinister Soda
Chugging two or more soda's per week could raise your risk of pancreatic cancer by 87%. LEGS and I dropped soda about 6 years ago, we were drinking a 24 pack of Dr Pepper in record time.....We hardly ever indulge in soda and when I do I tend to be dehydrated within a half hour..........GIVE IT UP PEOPLE!
I got so much tea for Christmas I don't know what to do with myself.
A little reliable and knowledgeable birdie told me that female boxing is HUGE Europe.....LEGS asked me what I think of that? I said "Makes me feel like getting back in the ring!"
Jealousy isn't pretty......
I feel dumb and dumber since I left college....the most upsetting part is all the knowledge I accumulated than promptly forgot.....
I looked homeless most of today.....
My father got me a book called 101 Things Everyone Used to Know How to Do "Back in the Day." He doesn't realize it, but he pretty much crushed my dreams of learning Archery. Its a book that tells you how to do things.....so under 'Use and Bow and Arrow' it says "Developing your archery sills to the point where you can hit bull's eyes time after time takes YEARS of practice and perfect technique....." SH*T....
TANK GIRL Over & Out
Just another day in the life of an unlikely military wife.....**
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