My little monsters

Here are a few pictures of R8 and R3 while we carved our pumpkin the other night.

The boys always pick out what they want me to carve. Then we sit down on the kitchen floor and together we work on the pumpkin.




























My alien pumpkin turned out pretty good. The boys decorated their pumpkins a few weeks ago. R8 did the one on the left and R3 the one on the right.

I love all my pumpkins.









Oh and this little thing. Well it's my new find this year. It is a fake candle. It even flickers like real candle light. Just look at the picture of my alien pumpkin. You would never know it was fake candle light. The great thing about this little gem is it is battery operated so it won't burn your house down while you are out trick or treating with the kids. They sell them three to a pack for $1.49 at Target. I just love Target.


I am super excited about tonight! My cousin and her husband are coming from New York for a weekend visit. My dad will pick them up in Houston and the drive to see me. I can't wait!!

Happy Halloween everyone! Have great weekend.

Progress

We are making progress.

Our new roof is being put on the house today! WOO HOO!!!

Once that is complete the only thing left to do is paint the outside in a nice new shade of lightish chocolate-ish tanish brown that we have picked out.

I have never been so excited to pick out roof shingles in all my life. Who knew there were so many color choices and styles. It was almost as bad as trying to pick out a new pair of black boots. So many styles.

The good thing about picking out a pair of boots is if you get home and don't like them you can always return them. A roof well that isn't so easy. Once it's up, it's up.

Anyway

Hubs and I decided to upgrade from the 3-tab shingles we currently have to architectural shingles.
They are heavier than normal shingles. Which is a good thing when the wind blows say at 110mph.

When the roof is complete I will try and post some before and after pictures.

Once the outside is finished the contractor will start on the inside. At that point we will be temporarily relocating. Our closest friends have graciously invited us to stay in the upstairs of their house while all of the remodel work is being done.

We are hoping construction will be finished just in time for Christmas, hoping. If not then just after the first of the year.

I can hardly believe in a few short weeks it will be Thanksgiving and then Christmas and then a new year. Whew!

Hubs and I have decided not to really buy gifts for each other this year. We are practically getting a brand new house.

I am getting excited just thinking about it. A new look to the outside of my home. New carpet, the smell of fresh paint...aahhh.

I wonder if we put the house up for sale after everything is complete how much we could sell it for. I'm just sayin'.

A new mascot

I got work yesterday morning to find a dog sitting in my temporary office. My office is still under extensive renovations from the damage it sustained during Hurricane Ike.

The dog belongs to my boss. Madeline is a very sweet but very large dog. She is a Mastiff to be exact.

It seems that Madeline and his other dog are not getting along well these days and they are fighting to the point where they are hurting each other. Keep in mind Duchess, the other dog, is a St. Bernard. Crazy I know.

I liked having Madeline around. She would wander all around the office only to come back to where my desk was.

She would come stand by me until I would pet her and then she would go lay down. Occasionally she would pick her head to see if I was still there and then lay right back down.

I have joked all day about Madeline becoming our company mascot.

I have it figured out. My boss could bring her for the day and then bring her home at night.

The only things we would need to establish would be the following:
1. I would be willing to walk Madeline but only on beautiful days.
2. I would give doggy treats on a regular basis.
3. I would make sure she has enough water.
4. I would pet her often.
5. And most important. I will not clean up any doggy bodily functions of any kind!!!

But I would really love to have her here during the day.

A new band

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away....wait wrong direction.

A long time ago when I had only been blogging a few months, Hubs purchased Rock Band 1 and it became my new obsession. I couldn't get enough. I would play for hours. Well the boys and I would play for hours.

Then the newness wore off and I was back to my other favorite things to do.

Now Rock Band 2 for the Play Station 3 has come out and oh me oh my the music! People let me tell you, the creators have out done themselves.

You can go here for a list of songs and their artists. While yes there are some songs that I don't care for the ones I do far out weigh the others.

We hung out with our friends S and J on Saturday night and played for almost 3 hours. We had the best time. The kids even got in on playing.

We had a complete band. Two guitars, a drummer, and a singer.

What I love about this game besides the awesome music is that four of us can play at the same time. Something else I like is that not only do we have Rock Band but J and S and our other friends T and C have it also. So when we hang out we all take turns playing different things. It makes for some great entertainment.

Oh, I do have to tell the story behind the purchase of the new Rock Band 2, because things like this N-E-V-E-R happen to me. Never, ever, never.

Hubs purchased the new game on line. Since we have Rock Band 1 we only needed the disc for the new game. He did in store pick and I went at lunch and picked it up.

I walk to the customer service counter, at the national retail store which shall be nameless but rhymes with vest and vie.

I show them my ID and my receipt that I had printed out on line. Then the clerk hands me this huge box, says thank you and have a great day.

Being clueless I haul the thing back to the car and call Hubs and ask him if the new game should only be a CD or the entire system. Because I have no idea what he purchased, I just like to play the game.

He says just the CD. So I tell him the clerk gave me the entire system. Rock Band 2 Limited Edition. New drums, mic, guitar and game.

He says well you just got the wrong thing and what they gave you sells for $189.99

OK, by this point I am back at work and I tell him I am taking it back after work and telling them they made a mistake because that is the right thing to do.

Hubs agrees with me, while it would be nice to have the new updated system that we only paid $59.99 for, it is the right thing to do.

After work I head back to the store and haul that box right back to the customer service counter and tell the clerk I think they made a mistake when I came in earlier that day.

I ask her to check my receipt again the box sitting on the counter. I even tell her I was only supposed to get the CD not a complete system.

The clerk looks at my paper work and then says yes you got the right thing. Rock Band 2. I ask her again are you sure. So she checks the paper work again and says yes you picked up the right thing.

OK so how am I going to argue with her after I just told her they gave me the wrong thing earlier and here she is telling me it's right. So I tell her thank you for checking and haul the box back to the car.

After loading it back in the car, I went back into the store and doubled checked just to make sure they weren't having some sort of in store sale. I find the CD and then I find the entire system. No in store special. My original purchase of the CD only was priced at $59.99 and the system priced at $189.99.

So I called Hubs and told him the clerk check the paper work and that I did have the right stuff.
I hear complete silence on the other end of the phone. He was just as shocked as I was.

He asked if I told her I thought it was wrong and I said yes. But she checked the paper work twice.

Things like this never happen to me. Well they used to never happen.

Alright and now that I have bored you to death, I am off to go play me some Steve Miller Band or The Go-Go's or Ratt, or Journey, or Fleetwood Mac.....

Hello? Is anyone still there?

Hi y'all, I'm back with some stories to tell.

Oh people the past four days have been a complete whirlwind.

Let me just say that I have put in my football game time. I mean I went to a football game Thursday night and Friday night. I have fulfilled my coaches wifely duties by attending at least one game this season. Because anyone that knows me knows I don't like football. I will repeat it for those in shock. I don't like football. I really hope I did not offend anyone and the three of you who read this blog will continue to do.

It was homecoming. I didn't even graduate from this school but Hubs has been a coach there F-O-R-E-V-E-R! I really don't mind, I usually end up having fun.

So the boys and I loaded up on Thursday and went in support of Hubs and then we went Friday night because R8 got to run through the mascot tunnel with the varsity players.

So let me just start by saying that I am human and I make mistakes, BIG HUGE mistakes. Because what I did at the football game Friday night was not pleasant.

T, if you are reading this, I am sorry if I offended you and embarrassed you. I truly did not mean for that to happen.

OK on to what happened, sort of.

R3 had to go to the potty so we get up, trip over everyone, apologize to everyone as I step on their feet. Down we go, take care of business, and back up to apologize again for stepping on their feet.

This time there is a couple with their two children sitting in front of us and the man is leaning back in his stadium seat. Leaning so far back that R3 got sandwiched between his chair and the bleacher.

I tapped the man on the shoulder and asked him if he could please move his chair so R3 could get his legs unstuck.

OK here is where it gets ugly and I do mean UGLY!

The woman turns around and yells at me "THE BABY IS SLEEPING!!!!!"

Hello?! My child's legs are stuck. Hello? All I asked was if he could move his stinkin' chair. Well then she stuck her finger in my face and proceeds with her rant. And now I will just let your imagination run wild.

I will say this, we made it till the king and queen were announced. Then I leaned over and apologized to this other woman and we left. I didn't even give her a chance to say anything.

So please tell me I am not the only one in the whole entire world to try and protect my child and in the process get in some sort of shall I call it a "discussion".

Please tell me. I really need to know.

I didn't want to tell this woman I was sorry but I felt is was the right thing to do and the adult thing to do. Because for about 14.8 seconds, I wasn't the adult.

I've got nothin'

Hi y'all!

Well that's about all I have. I've got nothing else.

I am in need of a bloggy break. I feel I keep posting about the same stuff. Everything seems to be hurricane related. Things before the hurricane, things after the hurricane.

Seems I can't get past it. So I am going to take a few days off. Oh don't think I won't be reading your blogs, you interpeeps are to much fun for me to stop completely. I just need some rejuvenation.

I should be back Monday and hopefully have some new stuff to blog about.

Have a great week/weekend everyone. See ya!

The work has begun

Saturday morning R3 and I were up early having some snuggle time on the couch. When I kept hearing car doors shut and then I heard voices in the back yard.

I looked out the windows and couldn't see anything. So I opened the back door to see a crew sent over from my contractor.

They were there to get started on the repairs. I was so glad to see them I didn't even care that it was 7:30AM.

They worked all day and made a huge dent in the repairs to the outside. They replaced the broken support beams and put up new ply wood for the roof. They took down the carport and hauled it off. That was the best part for me. I was so excited to see it gone! Yippy!!!

They will be back Monday to finish up and then the only thing left to do outside will be a new roof and paint.

Who would have ever thought I would be so excited to pick out shingles for my roof. It was almost as exciting as going to Hobby Lobby or Bed Bath & Beyond. Ok not as exciting but close.

Helping those in need - UPDATE

Update
I knew God would answer the prayers for this family. Go here to read of the donation this family received yesterday. God is good all the time. All the time God is good.

Thank you to all who prayed for them. I know they appreciated it.

Hubs and I were watching the news the other night and a story came on about a family in Bridge City, TX living in tents.

Four of them to be exact. You can go here to read more about it.

Some of you may not know but this entire town was flooded because of Hurricane Ike. The entire town. Think about the town you live in and then think about any where from 3ft to 7ft of water in it. In every house, business, school, and church.

What got to me about this family was the fact they have a child. A child who is living in a tent. Getting up, going to school everyday. Coming back to what is home, eating dinner, doing home work, taking a bath (who knows where), and crawling into a tent to sleep.

I am by no means knocking the parents. They are doing the best they can with what they have.

But what they have isn't enough. Where is the Federal Emergency Management Agency? Why haven't they given this family temporary housing yet?

Is there so much red tape involved they can't cut it. Have they not taken a tour of the area and seen how some of these people are living?

I know these aren't questions you can answer but I get so frustrated I don't know what to do.

It has been raining here and it is getting colder. What are they going to do for heat? People should not have to live this way. Not in today's world.

I truly ache for this family. They need help and they need it fast.

I am praying for this family and I am asking you to pray to for this family and all the others like them. Even though the government can't help them, I know God can and I know he is listening.

A change

Wednesday on my way to pick up the boys I was talking to my friend T and telling her all of the details about the rain pouring in my living room.

She too had some damage to her house from Hurricane Ike so we swap stories of what is going on in the repair process.

The next thing she told me totally caught me off guard but touched me so much.

She said, I have watched you grow spiritually so much in the passed six months but more in the past month. You have changed, in a good way.

T then told me you know Satan in on your butt. He doesn't like what you are doing. He doesn't like that in the midst of all the house drama and Hubs going to the cardiologist (that is another post) I am turning towards God for direction. I am leaning on him completely and resting in the comfort only he provides.

The devil is trying so hard to break me from the hold that Jesus has over me, and he is failing. I can feel deep inside God's love covering me. I can feel his presence just when I think I can't do this anymore. He shows me I can.

It was great to know that someone sees the work Jesus is doing in my life. It was even nicer that she told me. It blessed me more than she will ever know!

Oh, and Satan....Bring it on, I've got God on my side!

It's raining, it's pouring

Literally, right into my house.

I went home yesterday around noon to find 2 inches of water standing in my living room pouring in from the nice hole that Hurricane Ike left in my ceiling.

Tuesday, The Blue Roof Program, sponsored by the Army corp of engineers, came out to re-tarp my roof. (Brother in law and his father put a tarp on right after the hurricane)

I should have listened to my gut feeling and said no, but I thought they would just tarp over ones that were already in place.

BUT OH NO THEY DIDN'T!

They pulled the other ones off and replaced them with theirs.

Well they didn't work! You know sometimes I like the sound of water, like at the beach or in a fountain, but not in my living room.

So in my panicked state, I called Hubs and told him to come home immediately. Then I called the contractor, who just happened to have crew in my neighborhood and said he would send them over.

I put a trusty Rubbermaid under Niagara Falls and then go get the Shop-Vac and start to suck up all the water.

While I am doing that, the contractors are in the back yard assessing how they are going to get up on my roof, in the rain, and fix the problem.

About that time a rep with the Army corp of engineers walks up and states he is here to inspect the work done and to see if I am satisfied.

UH NO I AM NOT SATISFIED and the work wasn't done by any one with engineering skills. I then proceed to show him the inside of my house. He is in complete shock! He asked if he could take a few photos for documentation and then states they will fix the problem immediately.

I'm OK with fixing it now. So up go a crew of four workers on my roof to fix the problem they didn't fix in the first place.

Now my roof is completely engulfed in a blue tarp, not a brown shingle to be seen.

And even better, as soon as they finished, it poured down rain. Sheets and sheets of rain were pounding my roof but not one drop came in.

I only wish they could have done that the first time.

The scooter story

R3 loves to ride his scooter all over the place. And since we do not have any carpet in our house at the moment, I am letting him ride it in the house.

I know crazy mom but it goes along with the one month to live thing. His face lights up and his eyes get big as he rounds the corner from the living room to the kitchen. He drags his foot behind him as if to steer and he slide right into the kitchen. He then give a great big belly laugh and I just love it!

He does realize that when the new paint is complete and the new carpet is put in he will no longer be allowed to ride his precious scooter in the house. It will become an outside toy.

This past Saturday, I was taking R8 to the football mentor program our school district offers. It is really a cool program. The younger kids get to work out and practice with the varsity football team on Saturday mornings for an hour. The program is called future (insert school mascot name). It give the younger ones a chance to see the guys they look up to in action.

Anyway we had to be there at 10:30 AM and it was the first day. Hubs was already there so I loaded up the boys and off we went.

So I thought. I started to back out of the garage and heard CRUNCH CRUMBLE GRIND.

Great I thought, the brakes are going out. Nice, and I am in a hurry. But being just that, I continue on my way. And I would tell Hubs about it when I got there.

I continue backing out and hear SCRAAAAPPPP!!!

So I slam the SUV in park and jump out and take a look. I didn't see anything behind or beside my car. But low and behold when I looked under I saw R3's scooter in a mangled mess.

He decided to park his scooter behind my car while it was getting gas as he calls it. I don't even remember him putting it there because lately it has been in the house.

I will at this point admit I didn't retain my cool. I lost it. Started to yell about toys being left out. We were going to be late. So on and so forth. I was also trying to figure out how in the world I was going to get the scooter out from under the car.

I tried to move the car forward but it was still stuck. I then realized the scooter is jammed into the part of the car where the metal thingy comes off of the car body (yeah I know my car terminology) and the tires then attach to it.

Anyway it was jammed, stuck, not moving. I am still having my yelling fit when I think OK I'll just jack up the car and it will fall out and then we can get going.

I get the jack, line it up in the proper place and proceed. My dad taught me how to change a flat tire when I got my drivers license eons ago and today it would serve me well. I tell the boys, DO NOT MOVE! I get the car jacked up and get a shovel and wiggle the scooter free.

It falls to ground and I move it out of the way and lower the car back down. I look at the stupid scooter and the only thing bent is the main column. It's bent not even broken. R3 probably could still ride it but I didn't want to chance it. So I pushed it to the side and off we go to Future ####S.

I get there, 10 minutes late and walk into the coaches office and the first question I am asked by another coach is do I work on any other type of vehicle. Another coach says his wife wouldn't even know where the jack is located let alone know how to use it. So score one for this coach's wife.

Not only does this wife know how to change a flat. I can change brake pads, bleed the brakes, check the oil, add washer fluid, and change spark plugs. Even using the spark plug gage to measure the gap.

Well once Future ####S was over we headed into town and R3 got this brand new Harley Davidson scooter.





This new scooter comes complete with flashing lights and motorcycle sound. Happy Motoring R3! DO NOT PARK IT BEHIND MY CAR!

Pumpkin Carvings

Every year the boys and I sit on the kitchen floor and carve a pumpkin that they helped pick out.

We have done the plain and simple jack-o-lantern face to the very detailed headless horseman. It was hard!

Some where I have pictures of all of our pumpkins. I was going to put a few up but as I was checking out some blogs I found some that seemed better fitting.

Soliloquy has this one on her site. And I thought it was hilarious!


Go here to check out some other great carvings. Go to the photo galleries of years past. There are some very creative people out there. Happy pumpkin carving!

One Month

Hi y'all!

Genny over at My Cup 2 Yours has been reading the book, One Month To Live. She has been posting about it for a few weeks. She also doing something really cool with the stories that others are posting.

She told me about this a while ago and I have spent the past two weeks really thinking about if I only had one month to live. What would I do. What would I say. Would I go any where or choose to stay here.

In the midst of all this thinking my boys have given me some great opportunities to really think about if I only had one month to live.

Here is what I mean.

Friday night, I took the boys out to eat dinner and told them if they were good I would take them to the treasure store. I then thought to myself, even if they were bad I was still going to take them because what if I only had one month to live. Would I let this chance to see my boys smile slip by. No I wouldn't.

Turns out they behaved at dinner and so off we went. I even let them pick out five things instead of the usual two or three. They were so excited! And I was glad I took the time to just be in the moment with them.

The more I thought about this one month to live thing the more I started naming things off that I would do or would like to do.

So imagine this another list....

Start video taping my self. Setting up a video library if you will, so I will be able to tell R8 and R3 everything that I want them to know. As long as I am able I want to be the one to tell them things about life, love, Jesus, college, sex, drugs, first kisses, driving a car. You get my point. I want them to be able to put in a tape and see me talking to them. Me telling them all the things as if I was sitting right there with them. OK crying now moving on.

Stop rushing from here to there. Take a few minutes to be in the moment with my family. Just be with them and enjoy them. Watch the stars, play in the rain, hug them a little longer.

Cuddle more with Hubs. We usually spend a few minutes every day in an extended hug but I want more. I love how when he holds me I put my head in his chest and just breath him in.

Stop worrying that all of the laundry is done, the bathrooms are clean and the house is vacuumed. It will wait but my children growing up will not. They already think I am perfect. So why do I feel the need to keep trying to convince them. I want them to remember me playing with them. Not how clean the house always was.

OK now two things selfish for me....1) meet some of my bloggy friends. These are some of the most amazing women I never met. And I would love the chance to give them a hug and thank them for their friendship. 2) storm chase....just so I can said I did it!

OK, now if you want to, grab the button from Genny's site and post about what you would do if you only had one month to live.

Grammar Shammar

Correct!
Your score is 100%

I wouldn't consider my self a grammar snob, just look at my blog, but I couldn't resist taking this test.

Try it. It doesn't take long and it's fun.

The Shack

I just finished reading one of the most amazing books!

The Shack.

I couldn't put it down. I let the laundry go, the cleaning go, the cooking go. OK not the cooking. But everything house hold related took a back seat.

This is a wonderful story about finding God. About healing. About letting go.

While I won't give away the plot, I will tell you one of my favorite parts in the story is when Mackenzie's eyes were open to see everything the way the Holy Spirit sees everything. It is describes at this...

Brightness so full of color. Everything looked as if it was woven of diamonds, rubies, and sapphires. All different shades and hues. Everything was like this. People, animals. flowers, trees, all of creation.

It made me wonder is this truly how the Hold Spirit sees me. Full of color. A blaze of light, shinning for the glory of God. Or does he see me as dull and dim.

I want to be shinning. I want all of the different shades of reds, blues, greens, yellows, pinks, every color to burst out of me with love for God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit.

Another favorite part is how Mackenzie calls God, Papa. I absolutely love that.

OK now go read, you will love it! Promise.

The Hole

My neighbor who's tree hit my house did something nice for Hubs and I.

He raked our front yard and had someone haul off the stump of the one tree we lost.

I was so happy, I could have done cartwheels in the front yard, but I am no longer 15 and surely would have pulled multiple muscles in the process.

But the problem now is we have a huge hole left by the tree. So like before when we lost trees, we will have dirt hauled in to fill in the hole.

The other problem is R3 will no longer go in the front yard by himself. He will go in the drive way and no further.

He is afraid of the hole. He says it will swallow him and he will never get out. I didn't know whether to laugh or hold him close for comfort.

He will only go on that side of the yard if I hold him or hold his hand as he stands behind me.

Now to put this hole size into some perspective, R8 is about 4 1/2 feet tall. He can lay down in the hole because he ain't skeered and still have about 2ft all the way around him.

The funny part is the entire time R8 was laying down in the hole R3 was screaming he wanted to get in the hole. But when I told him to go ahead, he took off running for the front door.

Go figure.

Happy Late Anniversary

Normally I am very good about birthday's and anniversary's but I am super late posting this one.

Hubs and I celebrated our 11th wedding anniversary on September 20th.

But with all the Hurricane / House drama, I never got to post anything.

And since y'all know how lately I have been making a list for everything, here is another one.

Hubs this one is for you. Happy late anniversary.

1. You are my best friend
2. You always have my best interest at heart.
3. You give the best advice, whether I want to hear it or not.
4. You are a great dad!
5. You are handling all of the hurricane repair mess.
6. You are a great teacher and coach.
7. I love when we pass each other in the hall we still pat each other on the behind
8. You are a great cook.
9. You will sit out side with me even though you would rather be inside.
10. You give the best kisses and hugs.

11. You love me inspite of all things that make me who I am. The good bad and the ugly.

It's Fall Y'all

First can I say I have internet at my house again...Woo Hoo!

OK now back to my point.

I love fall. I love everything about it.

And here is a list, go figure, of some of my favorite things.

1. Cool, crisp days
2. Pumpkins
3. Comfy throw blankets
4. Bright colored fall leaves
5. Thanksgiving
6. Decorating my house for Fall/Halloween
7. My favorite green sweater
8. The smell of a fireplace burning
9. Helping my boys pick out their Halloween costumes
10. The South Texas State Fair

So what are a few of your favorite Fall things?

Blogging Buddies

I truly have some of the best blogging buddies! I love my friendships with each of you.

But this week three of my friends

The Queen B
Beachy Mimi
The Roost

Blessed my socks off and I just wanted to tell everyone.

These are some of the most amazing women.

So if you don’t read their blogs stop by, I promise you won’t be disappointed.
Leave them a note too. I know they will appreciate it.

Thanks again, you have truly made my week.

Love ya!

Safety Patrol

With everything going on in my neighborhood these days, with all of the workers coming and going, I know safety is probably the last thing on their minds.

This was apparent this past weekend when a FEMA truck almost caused another major set back in this recovery process.

This past weekend the guys from Cable Works Inc. from Georgia were running new cable for cable and internet access which just happens to run along my back fence line.

While they spent all day putting up guide wires and then pulling the actual cable, FEMA was there picking up large limbs and other debris.

The FEMA truck would fill up so fast they would only manage to pick up three to four homes at a time before having to leave, dump the load and return.

It was around four in the afternoon when I heard one of the cable guys in my back yard start to scream and yell. It was one of those bloody curling scream that just sends shivers up your spine.

I took off out of the house with our cordless phone in hand. I wanted to see what had happened and if I needed to call 911 and I didn’t want to have to run back into the house.

The poor man was hunkered down in the bucket of his truck screaming THE ROAD, THE ROAD!

He was telling one of the other men to get to the road to stop the FEMA truck from coming through and ripping the line of cable before they had a chance to pull it up and secure it.

Well the cable guy made it time, but the FEMA truck didn’t even stop. Even after being waved down to slow down he just kept right on going.

He not only hooked the cable line and pulled it right across my front yard but he also had the workers who were in the buckets on their trucks swaying from side to side. Even the electrical pole was moving.

When they finally got the truck to stop, the driver didn’t even realize he had hooked the line.

My neighbor across the street saw the whole thing and she was cussing a blue streak at the FEMA truck driver. I can’t even repeat what she called him. But it wasn’t very nice.

The driver just looked at the cable guys and didn’t even apologize. The cable guys were so shaken they just sat down in my yard. They had just worked all day to pull this wire and in three seconds it was all completely undone.

The only thing I could think to do was bring them the cold cokes from my fridge. I walked out side with the entire case and offered each one a can. They all took one. And each one thanked me too.

They said they were done for the day and would be back tomorrow to start all over again. I felt so bad for them.

So I thanked them once again for all they were doing to us and I appreciated them being here to help us.

The point to all of this is while the recovery it taking place, we all need to practice safety.
Everyone needs to be safe and watch what is going on. There are so many things that could have happened that day.

The R8 and R3 could have been in the front yard and the cable could have hit them. The driver could have not stopped in time and seriously hurt he guys in the buckets on their trucks.

So we all need to slow down and pay attention. We need to be mindful of others working in our area.

Let’s all just be safe.

Wordless Wednesday

I thought I would try something new today. To give people a my view of what I am seeing these days.