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Thought I'd start today's post with a story......Thursday afternoon, I took my oldest Drew to get his allergy shots. The appointment went as usual.....and we were out of there by 4pm. Then not more than 2 lights away from the hospital, my car died! It still ran, but I couldn't get the transmission to kick into to gear.......So, here we are, sitting in the car........in the middle of rush hour traffic:) I had my son get out, and start pushing......and I felt like an ass for sitting in the car....but it wasn't until people started honking their horns, that I really got annoyed. If you remember.....Last week I had breast surgery~ and I wasn't trying to pull out any 'stitches' outta my 3 inch incision. Not only was my 13 year old kid trying to push the car, but he was trying to push it up hill~ and I realized that my son couldn't do it himself, so I had to jump out of the car and help. And OMG~ I had to steer the car with my right arm....and push with my left side~ And of course my left side is the side I had surgery on..........Yeah! Fun, huh!! So, we get the car pulled over.....and then we sat. I called the bf, who called a tow-truck......who came and got us about an hour later....And he (the tow-truck driver) was nice enough to bring us back with him. So my car is now sitting in the shop.......and My son is completely in shock. He just kept saying, that he couldn't believe NO one got out to help us, and instead they honked at us to get us out of their way. We had 2 police cars go by......and neither one of them stopped...and 2 tow-trucks drove by. WTF??? Have we as a nation really become this stuck up that we can't help someone out when they need it. It's sad, but honestly, I wouldn't of expected anything more outta these people. I told my son to let this be his first lesson in that "People are ass-holes!" Yes! Those were the exact words I used! And I wish I would said it to everyone that drove by us the other day. For real for real, I have had a rough week, and at this point, I was ready for a nervous breakdown, and all I could do was laugh. Thanks Guys! Really appreciate that dose of reality!
So....the next time you see a 5'5, 180lb 13 year old kid pushing his Momma's car up a hill..........offer to help! They may need it! (And Yes!!! I already know, I have one awesome kid!! Don't know what I'd do without him!!!!)
LOL....So, With that being said.......lets move on to what's been keeping my head above water this week:)
Ok, I have this box that holds all my memories from childhood......and I'll just say it's a big box:) My Mom kept every card ever given to me......among other things. But a few weeks ago I was going through the box, and came across all the cards my parents got when I was first born....and most of them were still in their original envelopes!! With 15cent stamps on them! To make a long story short.....My Dad collected stamps......so now I want to collect them. And, I've gotten some really pretty stamps from New Zealand (thanks Mercedes!!) and Canada (Thanks Dorren!!) and The Netherlands (Thanks Sylvia!!) .....
When I had Katie's Corner out the other day, I mentioned I needed to fill the shoe boxes.....so, when I had my memory box out the other night, I put aside a few of the pretty letters to copy and shrink! The one in the picture is the first letter I ever got from my Great Grandmother(AKA GG)! It's one of those letters that you fold in 3 and put a sticker on the back to seal it~ Isn't it Beautiful!!! Look close, Where my last name is, Is where the mini ones I made are.........
So....the next time you see a 5'5, 180lb 13 year old kid pushing his Momma's car up a hill..........offer to help! They may need it! (And Yes!!! I already know, I have one awesome kid!! Don't know what I'd do without him!!!!)
LOL....So, With that being said.......lets move on to what's been keeping my head above water this week:)
Ok, I have this box that holds all my memories from childhood......and I'll just say it's a big box:) My Mom kept every card ever given to me......among other things. But a few weeks ago I was going through the box, and came across all the cards my parents got when I was first born....and most of them were still in their original envelopes!! With 15cent stamps on them! To make a long story short.....My Dad collected stamps......so now I want to collect them. And, I've gotten some really pretty stamps from New Zealand (thanks Mercedes!!) and Canada (Thanks Dorren!!) and The Netherlands (Thanks Sylvia!!) .....
When I had Katie's Corner out the other day, I mentioned I needed to fill the shoe boxes.....so, when I had my memory box out the other night, I put aside a few of the pretty letters to copy and shrink! The one in the picture is the first letter I ever got from my Great Grandmother(AKA GG)! It's one of those letters that you fold in 3 and put a sticker on the back to seal it~ Isn't it Beautiful!!! Look close, Where my last name is, Is where the mini ones I made are.........
And here's a close up of a few of the ones I've been working on. There's GG's letter~ front and back. The letter on the far right side was one addressed to my parents, and it has a Martin Luther King Jr. stamp on it!!! And the one with the blue circle thing on it came from Russia. When I was in Elementary school, I had a Russian pen pal, and luckily I kept the letters! How neat, huh!
I have a few more that I want to share with you. I just don't have pics, yet!! :) So stay tuned! I'll be back:)
Until Next Time!
6 comments:
So sorry to hear that not one person stopped to help you and your son. Really, some people! But, kudos and thumbs up for Drew!! And I hope that the physical effort did not affect your surgery site--if you notice something feeling strange, notify the doc ASAP.
And Katie, thank you so much for the note you left on my blog the other day. Real life has been such a tornado that I rarely have the opportunity to pop onto Blogland to visit some of my fave blogs. Thank you again for the note, Katie :-)
Lotsa hugs,
Mary
Katie, I somehow missed the surgery part of your week, last week. It may have been when I was away. I hope everything about that part of your life is going ok. Sorry that the car isn't behaving. Tell your son that he gets a gold star for helping. It's amazing that people won't help. Police? Tow Trucks? What good are they when they can't even stop and help when someone has car trouble? Rotten!
Love the mini letters! I don't know what happened to the ones that were sent when I was little. They were in a scrapbook that I kept faithfully. I think that my dad tossed it as useless rubbish.
Firstly you need to move to NZ where someone will always help you push your car...
Those little letters are awesome! You have done an amazing job copying and miniaturising them. You are so lucky to have still had those envelopes!
Mercedes
You do have an awesome son. :-)
For the record I would have stopped to help. FH and I missed a movie once because some folks got stuck on the road with a dead car. Perhaps the three of us just had parents who taught better manners?
You didn't rip any stitches, did you?
Love the little letters! What a cool idea for Katie's Corner. :-)
I am so sorry to hear you had to push that car without help!
People seem to be in such a rush these days! I do hope you are OK!
The Ozzies would help for sure!
You have a done a splendid job on Those cute little letters!
My Dad passed away when I was young. I can't tell you how many times people stopped to help us out. I remember this and always stop to help people out. I feel that the only way the world can change is one person at a time. If my stopping to help someone makes them think twice and stop to help someone too then it is working. I wish I would have been able to help you out Katie. This is a good lesson that things are not what they appear. Just because you looked as if you could handle pushing and steering that car does not mean you could. Have faith- there are still some good people out there:) The little mini versions of your letters are amazing! What an awesome idea and now the mini letters mean so much! Hope your week improves and a big hug to you!!!!!!
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