Monday, February 23, 2009
A few blocks from home, we have to make a right turn onto a four lane highway that runs through town. This is a busy road with lots of traffic, including semis. It's not uncommon to sit at our regular intersection for almost a minute waiting for a break in traffic. The speed limit is about 35 mph but some people are maniacs. This is the stretch of highway where I was hit by a drunk driver three years ago.
So, as we're approaching the stop sign for the highway, I planned ahead due to the snow from the day before and braked early. When I hit the brakes, my van started to slide. And slide. And slide. I was not stopping. As I got close to the corner, still not slowing down, I cranked the wheel hard to the side, hoping to hit the curb and stop. I kept sliding straight.for.the.intersection.
At that moment I had the thought, "We're going right out into traffic." "Please God no!" and "Hit the horn as a warning." all at the same time. So that's what I did. I laid on the horn and looked quickly to see who was coming from the left. I saw one car. It was a small one, but since visibility isn't the best, I didn't know what was behind it.
I continued sliding into the left lane of my side of the highway and then, all of a sudden my van spun hard to the right and I was back into the right hand lane, going the right direction! Honestly, it was as if my car had just been turned and put in it's place. I didn't remember turning the wheel that far to the right and was shocked when I discovered I was right where I needed to be.
The car I saw before I hit the highway? He apparently heard and/or saw me coming and slowed down and moved to the left lane, because he slowly passed me after I was on the highway and getting moving. Honestly, by all rights...I should've plowed into him or him into me--we were the same distance from the corner when I was sliding.
Once it was over and we were safely on our way, I burst into tears. I'm not normally like that but I was so freaked from what could've happened. I'm still thanking God for His protection over us all. I know the girls didn't have any idea how close we came. M in the backseat had her hands in the air, because she thought it was a roller coaster. Oh to be so childlike! She didn't know that Mommy almost killed her.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
*I'm on a Scrabble kick. A and I have been playing a bunch and I'm playing it on Facebook. The other night I was playing two games with two different people and watching ER.
*I think they're going to kill off Dr. Carter on ER. Ever notice that no one's allowed to be happy on that show? I've been watching it for 15 years and I've only ever missed about 2 epsiodes. Whatever will I do on Thursday nights when it ends?
*I started sorting out papers from my file drawer since the DaddyMan was working on our taxes. There are two piles on the counter that have been there all week. I really should be dealing with those instead of blogging right now. I had fun using the paper shredder. I could've worked for Enron. ;)
Monday, February 16, 2009
She thinks my mom was given them by some other relatives for a wedding gift and they've been stored away in either Mom's or my sister's cedar chest for almost 50 years! (If they were wedding gifts to Mom, that means that she got them in 1961. Or if they were baby gifts when my sister was born, that was 1962.)
Isn't that one of the coolest gifts EVER!? I'm thinking that I need to pull out the quilt blocks from my cedar chest and make someone a quilt to go with these pillows!
Thanks Yosie! :D
Friday, February 13, 2009
Here's one a tiny bit more recent-- Here's the cherubs in the outfits I made for them to wear to their great grandpa's 90th birthday. Grandpa's Japanese, in case you didn't know. Aaah, THAT explains why two of my children have eyes that disappear when they smile, doesn't it? As for that other kid, SOMEONE needed to look like her mother!
Oooh, here's a picture worth sharing again:
Yes, that's M with a Binky. Yes, she's far too old for a Binky. There's more to it than that tho. If you'd like to be totally icked out about that Binky and where she found it, you can read about it here and the second half of th story is here.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
"I have a wedgie and I can't get up!"
I then told A to go finish her schoolwork and she slowwwly slid off the couch. Then she announced, "Hey! I have a wedgie too! Didja know that they're contagious??"
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
She loves it. Can you tell?
And when you make the top tier 5 feet around and the second tier 10 feet around, you get some wickedly wonderful spin power.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Knowing the kind of answers this question usually got me, I waited with baited breath for the answer.
M sweetly replied,
"Mommy, Daddy, Miss Carrie and Aunt Yosie--That guy loves ME the most.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
Yes, my little genuises love to play the game of kings. And queens. And horsey guys. And the little guys. I know that must be what they're called, 'cause that's what my girls call them.
They play nicely and take turns. They say, "King me!" a lot too. They also say, "You can bonk this guy." but I think they made that move up, personally.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Tights on the other hand.... are not her favorite. As soon as we got home from church, she ran upstairs to change. This is what she chose to wear.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
"I thought it would taste okay, but it really tastes like a rubber band dipped in butter."
After the DaddyMan and I recovered from her comment, she tried to clarify.
"I thought it would be chewy like clam, not a rubber band. I just said it wrong."
This brought on the question of just HOW she knows what a rubber band tastes like. Thank God she had a decent answer for that:
"Well after you shoot rubber bands a bunch of times for like an hour and then you suck on your fingers 'cause they hurt, you can taste the rubber bands on your fingers."
Aaah, well then.... THAT makes perfect sense.