Stupid? Stupid? Is There A Stupid Here?

Um, that would be me. Stupid right here. So Joel looked at my car and found nothing wrong. He and my mom's mechanic think that the engine shut off. Joel said he tried a bunch of stuff to try and make it happen again, and nothing. He checked belts, hoses, fluid and everything is just how it's suppose to be. He asked me if I tried to drive it after I pulled over. I didn't. I was afraid I would hit a light pole, a tree, another car or maybe drive into the canal. I felt I was lucky to have made it to the side of the road safely, I didn't want to chance that I wouldn't be able to do that again. I did turn it on and it started, but that was it. I mean, come on, how stupid. To know I spazzed, sat in the 90 degree sun, called mom and stressed her out, and wasted my money on tow truck for nothing. Ok, so that was "DUH!" moment.

Daddy's Little Helper

Joel was at home with the boys today while I was at work, and vacuumed the house. He said Adrian was doing what Daddy did. He was following him around with his vacuum. (The one Auntie Kate gave him.) Joel said that when he would bend down to get under the tables and chairs, so would Adrian. That's what he's doing in the picture. Joel said the next time he's going to give him the real vacuum.

Umm...Here looks good, I guess...

So this past week it was just me and the boys, Joel was out of town for a training class. On Wednesday, I got out of work a little early. I stopped at the store real quick, then was on my way to pick up Adrian and then Marsel. I was driving on I-595. (If you don't know 595, it's a pretty busy highway. And I was going with the heavy evening traffic.) So anyway, I get off at my exit and I had to make a right to go north. At this light, there is a dedicated right turn lane, so you don't have to stop at the light. So I start to slow down to make the turn, AND I have no breaks. Not freaking out at this point, I'm pumping them and not getting too much. So I'm coming up on the turn quick and I have to turn, AND then I have no steering. Still not completely freaking out. (I have no idea how I held it together!) I managed to turn the wheel enough to make it around the corner and not hit the light pole that was in front of me. And as I made the corner, I pulled the emergency break. (I was so totally impressed with my brain that it remembered that there was one. And I used it in time.) There is a canal that runs along the road here. So as soon as you go around the corner, you're on a bridge. Not a big one. Looking at it, it looks pretty much flat. You would never even notice the slight incline, unless that it if you're trying in vain to push your car, by yourself over it. Yeah that was me. I totally pissed the lady of in the car behind. But what could I do. Car wasn't going any where. So here I am pushing with everything I have. Which isn't a lot to begin with. I would get it to move ever so slightly, and then it would role right back. So like it 30 seconds I as sweating like I was running the Boston Marathon. (Yeah, right!) So cars are going around me and I'm still trying, getting absolutely no where. At this point, I'm pushing too hard to think about what to do next. So finally these 2 older guys pull over and help. They pushed it up so I was in a small emergency lane. So then I stop and start to think, ok now what. Joel is out of town. Even if he could leave now, it would take him 4 hours to get here. And really what is he going to do? I thought about my mom, but she was at work and it's not very close. So I was trying to think who else could I call? I sent a text message to co-worker who lives close to where I was to see if they could help. But no. I went through my entire phone book, trying to think of some one. And after Joel and Mom the 2 people I would have turned too, Chrissy and Kate don't live here. Both are farther away than Joel was. So I called my mom and she said she would pick up the boys and then get me. In the mean time, I'm sitting up a tree. Joel just happened to send me a text message. So I send back, "Stuck on Hiatus, Jeep broke." His reply was, "Ya right! You're kidding." And to that I said, "Why would I kid about this! Lost steering and breaks." So when he called after making sure I was ok, and hearing my whole story, he said to just call and have it towed. So I did. And it's been sitting in the drive since. I know God was co-pilot, for many reasons. 1.) It didn't happen 2 mins. before when I was still on 595. 2.) There wasn't a car in front of me. I think I would have totally freaked out then. 3.) And the boys weren't with me. Needless to say, I was wore out that night!
This was my view from under the tree. There's the Jeep to the right. I was sitting under a tree on one of the concrete barriers they use for constructions, it was turned on it's side, so I could sit with my feet up. And there were those orange plastic things preventing anyone from driving on the grass along side the canal. And you can kinda see the overpass for 595 in the back. You totally couldn't see me from the road.

You Think You Know Someone...

(Just wanted to put a pretty picture up, since this is an unhappy post.)

What makes people do the things they do? Do they fully think through what they're about to do? Do they think about how it will effect everyone around them?

A couple we know have split up. And one of them just took off. Didn't say, "I'm leaving, I'm unhappy." Just left and didn't tell anyone until they were too far gone for anyone to do anything. Didn't say anything to their family, the children, no one.

So now the children and spouse left behind are left with a hole. They didn't get closure. Didn't get the chance to say anything. It's like someone died.

I think people can understand if you're unhappy, and wouldn't fault you for that. But there's a right way to handle things. Even if it's not the easiest way. This was a selfish way to leave things.

I'm not surprised that they are no longer together, they had ups and downs. I am surprised at how it went down. I feel like one of those stupid people you see on the news when some one has been killed. And the news station speaks to the family members of the person accused of the killing and how they always say there is no way they could have done this. It's wasn't them, there not that kind of person.

You think you know someone.

Step-ow...Step-ow...Step-ow...

On Friday I went back to the gym for the first time in like year and half, maybe longer. It felt WONDERFUL! While I was there. I walked/jogged, (kinda) for 50 mins. I want to ease back in to it. I don't want to kill myself. You know that feeling when everything hurts. Places hurt that you didn't even know was a muscle. You know the hurt when it hurts to sit down on the toilet. You try to sit, but you can only get so far down, then you have to fall the rest of the way, and pray you have your butt over the toilet so you don't land on the floor. I think I would just stay there. And then the pain of getting back up. Yeah, I didn't want to do that just yet. I've done that before and it so sucks to work that way. I've gone to swat down to rub some one's feet and a moan escapes my lips before I can stop it. It's all quiet in the room and I'm yelping in pain. Not conducive to a relaxing massage. So anyway, I didn't hurt too bad. But I could feel it. And then I went back yesterday afternoon. I did the stair climber and tread mill. I would have liked to do a little more, but my shins were starting to hurt.
So I hurt a little, and if I can, I'll do it again tomorrow. I know in the near future I'm gonna have to start the machines and then the real pain comes. Maybe I can wear one of Adrian's diapers and then I won't have to do the falling to the toilet bit.

Happy Birthday Kate!

Sorry we're not together to share your birthday. I hope you have a wonderful day. Feel any older? Love you.

A Few from Saturday

Adrian and AJ.

My little mover.

This is a very short clip of Adrian walking. (Kate this is for you.) He got distracted in the bag.

Here We Go Again...

Like 2 weeks ago Marsel got sick, a little cold. He's fine now. But Adrian got it. He's been up and down since this weekend. Last night he woke up around 10:30. Which isn't like him. And then he was making little noises all night long. He just sleep very well. So this morning I took him into the doctor. I wanted to have his ears checked. The ENT said if he got 1 more ear infection than he would need to have tubes put in. So he does have an ear infection, but he wants to wait another 8 days. I'm hoping that this will work, and he won't need the tubes.
I'll keep you posted.

Please Pray

I found out this week that someone we know, their 16 month old daughter has cancer. I took it very hard, I think b/c she is so close to Adrian's age. I'm asking if you have a few mins. would you please say a prayer for her and her family. Pray that she's a fighter and becomes a Cancer Survivor.
And hug your kids a little tighter and longer tonight. I did.