Tragedy

I feel as though I have been able to recovery emotionally from the tragedy that I witnessed a couple of days ago......
As I was on Oglethorpe Ave, waiting at the light to turn left onto Hawthorne, I saw a gentleman attempting to maneuver his bicycle across the traffic laden road in the gas stations parking lot. This poor soul was finally able to semi-pedal and semi-push his bike across the street. This task was not made easy because he carried in his arms a brown paper bag. Thinking that Bell's grocery is just down the street, I thought...This poor fellow could really mess himself up and drop his sack of groceries! WHEN SUDDENLY....As he began trying to mount his metal steed and maintain control of his handle bars with one hand and hold the grocery sack in the other....the handle bars went left and the sack pitched to the right and fell in S-L-O-WWWWWWW motion to the ground. The contents of that bag began to foam and spew all over the ground!!!!!!!!!!! The golden rich barley concoction WASTED on the parking lot!!!!!!
Because I am pretty talented in the art of reading lips....I observed this gentleman fling his arms up to the Heavens and exclaim "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SUGAR SMACKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  He then began pumping his arms up and down and stamping his feet in disgust.
While observing all of this, I was talking to my friend India on the phone. I told her of the events that I had observed. She explained that that gentleman was probably having to ride that bike in the first place because of his inablity to maintain the contents of his brown bag! She is so wise!
Poor fella! I know on game days when we used to make people pour out the contents of their little brown bags...they nearly wept and wanted to exclaim "AWWWWWWWWWWW SUGAR SMACKS!!!!" I know that's what they really wanted to say!!!

Editor Needed

Today I realized what a terrible job I've done with these postings. Please forgive me for the posts that I've written that contain type-os, poor grammar and generally stink. I can honestly say that I've written many a blog while being half asleep, under the influence of cold medicine or just plain crazy from dealing with things (kids, work, family, stress, stress, stress). Hopefully you don't mind cutting me some slack. Know this: I always MEAN TO hit that little spell check button...it just doesn't always happen!!! Please, please forgive me!

Obviously Not in Kansas Anymore!!!

Tonight is supposed to be one of the brightest full moons EVER....or something like that. My coworker informed me of this neat fact. I told her that the full moon is creating havoc in my life. My children have been acting like maniacs. They are constantly fighting with eachother. My oldest has taken to screaming at the top of her lungs at the 3 year old. Both kids have been yelling at us (yea that goes over well). And neither one of them wants to got to bed or sleep. I too have been having trouble falling asleep the last few nights. With all of this lack of sleep going on, there have been some cranky folks at my house....ME INCLUDED...maybe even ESPECIALLY!!!
This whole full moon thing is not bunk. Anyone that thinks that there is nothing to this concept must live under a rock!! It really all makes sense if you think about it. As humans, we are made up of approximately 75% water. The moon has an effect on the oceans tides. Its bound to have an effect on us humans. Nevermind that every time there is a full moon the following events occur more frequently: 1)arrests 2)drunken brawls (that lead to arrest), domestic violence goes up (leading to increased hospital visits and to jail), baby births, mental breakdowns, murders (probably from mental breakdown) and my children lose their minds. Ok, so maybe I haven't really looked up the statistics on these things!! BUT, I do know from working in law enforcement and working in the ER that these things really do happen more frequently when there is a full moon. And the part about my kids losing their minds.....come over to my house during a full moon if proof is really needed!!!!
So I heard the greatest story today. As far as I know its a completely true story. One of my patients told me that her father was a chicken farmer. He had 3 working chicken houses. Well, because he was getting older (70's), he wasn't so sure that he wanted to continue having to care for these houses. Christmas day, he went out on the front porch and prayed to God about whether or not HE wanted him to continue in the chicken business. Once through praying, he went back inside the house. Later that afternoon, his neighbor came to his house and told him that he really needed to check on his chicken houses. What he saw would/should boggle the mind of any person...especially a non believer. A Christian should not be overly surprised!! When he checked those chicken houses, he found that a tornado had blown through and taken out all three of his houses. Nothing could be salvaged. No other house or property had been hurt from this tornado!!! Can you imagine a more perfect response to his prayer? Had only one chicken house been ruined, he might not know what that meant. Had a roof been damaged, he surely wouldn't have known. Total destruction of all 3 houses...no questions asked! Needless to say, he hung up his farming hat. He also did not mention to the insurance man that he had prayed about this...I'm sure the insurance company would have tried to figure a way out of paying for his loss!! They would have tried to say that he had special connections and had caused this to happen! How great to have THOSE kinds of connections with God!! Usually when I pray about something, I get the answer,"Not now, wait!!" or "Be still." Being that I'm deathly afraid of tornadoes...I'm ok with waiting!