Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Its all in who you know
I wanted to introduce you to my new best friend!
Why is he my new best friend? Well let me just fill you in! I have a good friend named Missy down here who just had foot surgery. It has been a long hall for her and still has to walk with a boot and crutches. Therefore, driving can be a little bit difficult. That being known, I'll move on to the actual important points to the story. Today was stake conference. Seeing as though I am in a student stake, made up of 8 wards,- there are a lot of people that attend...and parking is not an easy thing. (I know that you are all seeing where I am going with this).
Missy had asked me earlier in the week if I would take her and to bribe me (not that she had to) she held up this bright red handicap tag explaining to me that we would get the best parking they had! I was sold!
Today as we pulled into the parking garage, I felt very special to be pulling in on the first level only a few feet from the door! I thanked her for having foot surgery on my behalf and we enjoyed a lovely short walk inside. I thought the perks were over, but little did I realize that they had just begun. When the session was over- there was no wait to get out! I thought to myself (and maybe even said out loud) I have GOT to get me one of these!
A few hours later we had to return to the institute building because it was being dedicated by Elder Eyring. Again- Missy and I headed out there. I wasn't worried because my nice little new best friend was hanging on strong to my rear view mirror. As I pulled in, I soon realized that the presence of an apostle made people arrive a lot earlier than they had in the morning. As we pulled in we asked the ushers if there were anymore handicap places available. "ummm...well drive over to that guy. He can help you" was the reply. The next guy had the same nervous face as he realized that all the spots were full as well. But do not fret. My little red friend came through as the usher said, "we'll let you park in the VIP parking". Sweet!!! I have never been a VIP in places like that. I told Missy, as we walked the short distance past all the cars going up- up- up in the parking garage, that thanks to her, this day was turning out quite nicely.
Once inside we had another obstacle to overcome. In order to be in the same room where Elder Eyring was going to be, you needed a ticket. Those without tickets were being ushered into classrooms in little groups. We got in the "no ticket" line and then my bad luck kicked in. As we got to the front of that line, they ran out of classrooms and started sending people to the Law Building across the street. Panic arose, but Missy's crutches and boot counteracted with my bad luck and things started looking up. "um, I cant walk to the Law building" Missy told them as she pointed down toward her boot. The ushers acted fast pulled us aside and said, "we'll find a place for you". I made sure it was known that we were together!
They led us into the room where only the beloved ticket holders could enter. But where to put us? I was so excited that I had made it into that room even though I had not received the ticket. I kinda felt bad for the poor usher girls because they were so worried about us. So we said, "we'll just sit in the very back." Which turned out to be the best seat. It was the third overflow, but up above was a big screen so we could see it all, we had a wall to lean up against and plenty of room to stretch out our legs and Missy could put her foot up!
Then out to our car and on our way while the rest of the stake waited in lines all the way up 5 flights in the garage. I told Missy that she should keep the boot and crutches and we can do this for many years to come! Count your many blessings even if it comes in the form of someone else's foot surgery! :)
Why is he my new best friend? Well let me just fill you in! I have a good friend named Missy down here who just had foot surgery. It has been a long hall for her and still has to walk with a boot and crutches. Therefore, driving can be a little bit difficult. That being known, I'll move on to the actual important points to the story. Today was stake conference. Seeing as though I am in a student stake, made up of 8 wards,- there are a lot of people that attend...and parking is not an easy thing. (I know that you are all seeing where I am going with this).Missy had asked me earlier in the week if I would take her and to bribe me (not that she had to) she held up this bright red handicap tag explaining to me that we would get the best parking they had! I was sold!
Today as we pulled into the parking garage, I felt very special to be pulling in on the first level only a few feet from the door! I thanked her for having foot surgery on my behalf and we enjoyed a lovely short walk inside. I thought the perks were over, but little did I realize that they had just begun. When the session was over- there was no wait to get out! I thought to myself (and maybe even said out loud) I have GOT to get me one of these!
A few hours later we had to return to the institute building because it was being dedicated by Elder Eyring. Again- Missy and I headed out there. I wasn't worried because my nice little new best friend was hanging on strong to my rear view mirror. As I pulled in, I soon realized that the presence of an apostle made people arrive a lot earlier than they had in the morning. As we pulled in we asked the ushers if there were anymore handicap places available. "ummm...well drive over to that guy. He can help you" was the reply. The next guy had the same nervous face as he realized that all the spots were full as well. But do not fret. My little red friend came through as the usher said, "we'll let you park in the VIP parking". Sweet!!! I have never been a VIP in places like that. I told Missy, as we walked the short distance past all the cars going up- up- up in the parking garage, that thanks to her, this day was turning out quite nicely.
Once inside we had another obstacle to overcome. In order to be in the same room where Elder Eyring was going to be, you needed a ticket. Those without tickets were being ushered into classrooms in little groups. We got in the "no ticket" line and then my bad luck kicked in. As we got to the front of that line, they ran out of classrooms and started sending people to the Law Building across the street. Panic arose, but Missy's crutches and boot counteracted with my bad luck and things started looking up. "um, I cant walk to the Law building" Missy told them as she pointed down toward her boot. The ushers acted fast pulled us aside and said, "we'll find a place for you". I made sure it was known that we were together!
They led us into the room where only the beloved ticket holders could enter. But where to put us? I was so excited that I had made it into that room even though I had not received the ticket. I kinda felt bad for the poor usher girls because they were so worried about us. So we said, "we'll just sit in the very back." Which turned out to be the best seat. It was the third overflow, but up above was a big screen so we could see it all, we had a wall to lean up against and plenty of room to stretch out our legs and Missy could put her foot up!
Then out to our car and on our way while the rest of the stake waited in lines all the way up 5 flights in the garage. I told Missy that she should keep the boot and crutches and we can do this for many years to come! Count your many blessings even if it comes in the form of someone else's foot surgery! :)
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Dont be deceived by appearances!
So I was sitting in our oh so spacious living room the other day when I heard a strange noise coming from the back yard. I looked out and saw one of our sprinklers spraying ferociously (if a sprinkler can be described as such) towards our deck and hitting some cardboard boxes from our move that we had put out there. I thought to myself- I don’t think that it supposed to happen. So I decided that I knew how to fix the problem (I am still wondering where that confidence came from.) I went outside and assessed the situation. I had to bend down and slide under the bush in order to see what was happening. And there it was. A tiny black tube coming out of the ground and wrapped underneath one of the branches of the bush. From this itty bitty tube I do believe ALL the water from Mesa was shooting out at 500 mph! Not putting 2 and 2 together I thought “well, thats silly, why is that tube wrapped under the branch?” So, being super smart, and thinking that I was solving the problem I slid the tube from out from under the branch. Note to all of you- If a tube in wrapped under a branch, there is probably a reason! That illy bitty tube came ALIVE and starting whipping around spraying everything in its path- including me! Now because I had to strategically place myself where I was, there was really no running away. After screaming like a school girl (which I am okay with) I finally got control of it and got my whits about me. I tried to wrap it around another branch so it would shoot at something else that it would actually benefit (unlike the cardboard boxes from earlier).After much time of being sprayed at each attempt that I made, and using muscles that I didn’t know that I had, I actually found a place that it would stay. Getting up and dusting myself off, feeling quite proud of myself and my win over the tube, I looked toward the sliding door that I had just come out of and horror filled my body. In my curiosity when I went out to see what the noise was from earlier, I hadn’t shut the door. And when I had finally found a place for the tube, I had in reality given the tube a direct shot into the door. Therefore there was this nice little rainbow of water shooting (ferociously, mind you) into my house!!! AHHH!!! I screamed and ran inside and shut the door. I guess when I woke up that morning, common sense stayed in my bed because why did I run to the door and shut the door from the inside instead of going to the tube(the source of the problem) and moving it? Now I was stuck inside watching the water hit the door from the outside and wondering what to do. The only way to fix it would be to open the door and let more water in and at the same time drenching myself. What a dilemma!
Luckily that was about the time that common sense came down the stairs and reminded me that there is a side gate! I went around and finally solved the problem. Whew! The next little while was spent using towels to soak up the piles of water all over the kitchen floor and table! This will be a great memory for some time!
Luckily that was about the time that common sense came down the stairs and reminded me that there is a side gate! I went around and finally solved the problem. Whew! The next little while was spent using towels to soak up the piles of water all over the kitchen floor and table! This will be a great memory for some time!
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