The countdown has begun...

Its all going down one week from today! I have two days of work left with a million things to do in those two days. Then I have four days at home to get things ready here for when I eventually come back. Things like leaving my bed with clean sheets on it, getting all the laundry done, moving anything up high down lower and things down low up higher. All so I don't have to stretch up or down. Figuring out what chair I can sit in. Making sure all the bills for at least the next two to three weeks are already taken care of.





I also have more fun things to do, like getting a pedicure, sans polish, and downloading some music onto my phone/mp3 player. I can't decide if I am taking my laptop or not since I won't be able to connect to the internet unless I use my Dad's connector thing. I may just load what I want onto my flash drive and use his computer. Thank God for twitter and facebook, I almost don't need bookmarks with those two things. Anyway, why am I still sitting here, I need to get going. Still have things to do today.





Oh and I apologize in advance. I have short hair and I will be forbidden from showering for 14 days. My hair does not like to be "wet down" and restyled. It must be washed first then styled. I will be at the mercy of my sister/aunt/etc... for the shape of my hair. If any pictures happen to be posted by my so called "friends" on facebook etc.. I apologize now for looking like a freak. Not only do I get "bed head" from sleeping, I also get it from leaning my head back on a couch or chair. So, its pretty. much. hope. less. that I will be having a good hair day at the same time I have visitors. My apologies.





And why no shower you ask? Cause I am getting one of these.





It has been a long time coming, but April 7th is the dawn of a new day. Still not happy with the idea of all the needles and hoses and tubes . I will be more than happy for the physical therapy peeps to get there and make me walk. The sooner I can walk across the room, the sooner I can use a real toilet. I'm just sayin'. Amen.

Caleb did you do this??

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Monster lives!

Do any of you out there who know me in real life remember Monster? I'll give you a hint or two. Huge. Orange (later black). Truck. Monster (aka Heavy D) was a 1969 Dodge truck. It originally belonged to my Grandpa who had bought it used as a work truck back when they lived in Kansas. I inherited it my senior year of high school. My Dad bought a chassis and transmission of an 80's model Dodge truck and transplanted it into Monster so that it had an automatic transmission. Just the transmission mind you, nothing else, and I mean nothing was "power" anything. You had to pump the brakes, the mile wide steering wheel gave me the only muscle definition I have ever had in my upper arms, and there was no radio. This is a picture I found on the interwebs. My Monster was this color (red faded to burnt orange) and did not have the wooden slats like this one does. I will have to dig out and scan some pictures I have of him.

I loved that old truck. Later, after I had bought a car off of Sheli (remember that silver cavalier?) Monster was driven by my Dad and then Ryan. who painted it black. I don't remember for sure when Dad sold Monster, but I did tear up when I heard about it. We used to joke that if none of the cars in our driveway ran, you could jump in Monster and he would fire right up. He was also indestructable. The driver side door sometimes stuck and you had to kick it open (no lie! can you picture me doing that, lol) and once I kicked it open at the gas station right into a concrete barrier. Not a scratch! Later Dad got rear-end while driving it. He got out to check the lady who hit him and the whole front hood of her car was crumpled. Monster's back bumper didn't even look damaged at all. They don't make em like that anymore.

So imagine my surprise to get a phone call from Dad on Saturday asking me "guess what I just saw?" Sitting at an auto body place off of US 40 was a black 69 dodge. He turned around and went back to check it out and sure enough, it was Monster. How do we know? He said the radiator grill he replaced (not original part) was there, you could see the faded orange paint in spots under the black, and it still had the Ball State parking permit stuck on the back window!

He is going to call or stop back by and see if it is for sale. He loved that old truck too.

Woo to the Hoo

So here is my first Woo to the Hoo shout out. I live in the middle of a huge pile of white stuff right now. We have a foot of snow on the ground and I have not left my house since late Monday night. I was off work yesterday and today we were closed because of all the snow still coming down this morning.

I don't have a picture of the current snowfall, but to show you our back yard and super long driveway I present the following...
The view from the driveway to the back deck


And the view from the deck out to the drive way


Just picture this with 10 times as much snow. Right now, you cannot see the steps at all, there is a vague shape of stairs where they should be. The snow comes up to my back bumper and you cannot see the bottom half of the tires. The entire driveway behind the house and the access alley out to the street are all this deep. no way my little car is getting out of its spot without help. Or for that matter, no way am I getting out of the house and off the deck.

Enter Phil and Louie. They are currently on their way over in Phil's truck with his snow blade to plow me out! I told Louie to call when they got close so I get some shoes on and come help. She said no! She said I didn't need to go outside and fall and break my good hip. Unfortunately she is right! (did you see that, I put it in writing for the whole world to see, LOL)

So Woo to the Hoo to Phil and Louie.


And for those of you who do not know, yes Louie is my housemate but when the weather is bad like this she stays out at Phil and Pat's house since it is just a few minutes drive to where she works. Or when she wants to sleep in a little extra. BTW Phil and Pat are a couple at church that we hang out with a lot. They are like a second set of parents to us and if I don't say enough, You guys rock!

To find out more about the Woo to the Hoo award, check out this explanation by Feather, my new twitter friend and kudos to my cousin Marchelle at Chronicles of a Working Mom
for creating the button!