This week was eventful due to the motivation I had to begin potty-training Isaiah. He turned three in May, so I finally decided to stop being lazy and just make him do it. I believe he sensed my determination this time, because after a few accidents Saturday and Sunday, today was accident free. However, I am the one making him go and we have yet to have a sucessful number 2. I”ve never wanted to see someone poop so much in my life. Wow, that sounded really weird and disturbing…moving on.
Let’s move from bodily functions to embarrassing moments, shall we? I will precede this story with a little military installation background.
You are required to show your ID when coming onto base and any car can be randomly selected for an inspection. I’ve lived on bases for over a year now, and this has only happened to me one time. So, I do not expect this to occur. Just in case it seems likely, my dear husband told me to use the left lane because they only pull inspected cars from the right lane. Fair enough, I”ve followed this advice and haven’t been chosen yet. So, one night I get motivated (a.k.a. bored out of my mind) and decide to take the kids to the pool. Since the base is divided by a highway, we had to show our ID to get there and on the way home. I decided to just sit on my towel in my bathing suit, since we were just heading straight home. Well, I’m sure you can all guess what happened next. If you said, RANDOM INSPECTION, pat yourself on the back! When the guard informed me of this, I was a)shocked (I was in the left lane, Earl! What’s up with that?) and b)mad. I politely pointed out to this kind gentleman that I was in my bathing suit and was he sure I was selected? He assured me that yes, I was, so I pulled over for this lesson in humility and why I should wear clothes over my bathing suit. Now, if I could have stayed in the car during this exercise, that would have been tolerable. However, the driver of the inspected vehicle is required to get out, open all the doors and then stand on the sidewalk while the guards look around. Let me tell you, standing there with my scraggly wet hair, bathing suit and towel while people drove by staring was not a great scene. The guard standing next to me then had the nerve to ask me how I was doing. REALLY?!?! Do you really want me to answer that question, sir? I managed to give him a look that kept him from asking any more pointless questions and was on my way as soon as they said go. After that fun little adventure, I’m starting to wonder how RANDOM those searches really are?
So, if any of you are wondering if my Qwest adventure is over, let me inform you that it is not! I happen to blame this on my readers, for surely if you were all praying for my blood pressure to level out, this issue would not keep occuring. After getting them to realize that it was not the modem that was the issue (I wish they would listen to the customer), they sent another technician out today. Now, some of you are probably wondering why I don’t just cancel my service and go with another business. This is a good question that I’ve asked myself too. However, I feel like the hours I’ve invested in the situation woud be lost, so I”m going to get as much free stuff from them as I can until they can get their stuff together. Also, I plan on sueing them for damages when I have my heart attack from high blood pressure.
I had some friends over this week to socialize and on Friday night, met another new neighbor when she came over at 8:50 to ask us to be quiet. WOW…is all I can say. I decided to be the bigger person and humor her this one time, but I have a feeling there may be more stories coming from this neighbor…just a hunch.
I’m sure you’re all exhausted from all my rambling, so I’ll bring this weeks installment to a close. I love you all and hope you’re doing well. Earl will be heading to Iraq tomorrow or Wednesday, so keep him in his prayers. Thanks for your love and support!
P.S. I got A LOT of farming done this week on Farmtown…thanks Jennifer and Melissa! 🙂