Archive for February, 2007
You know how when you’re using a water hose and you want to stop water from coming out of the hose so you bend the hose and hold it tight to stop the flow of water? That’s an easy way to stop the water when you don’t have a nozzle on the end of the hose and a really good idea.
Okay, when the hose is frozen…not so much. It actually becomes an easy way to magically turn one hose into two hoses. Yep. Wonder how I know that? Yep. Know anyone who needs a really, really, short hose?
Ever since The Article about the reunion of mother and daughter was published in the papers in December, I have received so many requests from people wanting to find loved ones. I am trying to respond to every request as time permits.
Last night, we put another family together. That makes four reunions now. How cool is that? The part that surprises me so much each time we set up a reunion is the absolute sense of exhaustion I feel afterward. I get so wrapped up in each and every find and, the closer we get to realizing a reunion, the more every ounce of my energy is focused on making the connection. Whew, draining…but oh so rewarding at the same time. I absolutely love to put families back together…I love it.
Of course, all of the glory goes to God the Father who makes all things possible according to his will. The credit goes to the family members who are willing to search and willing to be found. The privilege of helping these people who are willing to trust me with their families…that privilege is mine and I am ever so grateful for the opportunity. I am truly humbled by your love for us God. Truly humbled.
I’m off to teach the new babies at the Academy today. This is always such fun since they just started last week and are still in the “most terrified” mode. When I stand up in front of them and let them know I’ve been here 23 years, they begin to view me with an air of reverence. Yeah, I like it. I’ll let you know how it went later.
Why is it that the mere presence of a single snowflake in the sky has an almost Krypton like effect on Hampton Roads motorists?
“Losing all driving sense…must drive erratically and slam car into other cars. Arggghhh.”
What is it that gives some folks the unmitigated gall (I’ve always wanted to use that term, “unmitigated gall”, but never really had an opportunity before now) to park illegally in front of police headquarters and then want to argue when approached about it.
Me: “Who belongs to that black Chrysler 300?”
Lobby: The sound of crickets
Me: “Again, who belongs to the illegally parked black Chrysler?”
Lobby: Still crickets but now fingers pointing to one individual who is acting as if she didn’t hear my question either time.
Me: “Ma’am, is that your car out there?”
Unmitigated Gall Lady: “The black one with the license plate that says ‘YEAH HUH’?” (grinning broadly)
Me: (no grin involved) “Yes Ma’am. You cannot park there”.
Unmitigated Gall Lady: “Oh! I’ll just be two seconds!” (said with a slight but most obvious hop, I guess for emphasis…she was only about 4 feet tall)
Me: (still no grin) “You cannot park there, Ma’am.”
Unmitigated Gall Lady: “Well, would you rather I ask my fiancee to move the car, he’s waiting for me, or get this done?” (shows me fingerprint paperwork)
Me: (seriously no grin) “Move the car or I will write you a ticket.”
Unmitigated Gall Wench: Stomps out of the building in a huff.
Lobby: Rolls laughing.
Me: “Good Lord!”
Unreal. I sometimes just don’t understand people.