My leukemia's back.

Quote: Oh, yeah - Sour knocks me through wickets all the time.

Mentioning which, does anybody have a really big mallet? I'd like to try to knock this outta the park:
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Oh, yeah - Sour knocks me through wickets all the time.

Mentioning which, does anybody have a really big mallet? I'd like to try to knock this outta the park:
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KEEP IT, PLEASE! I know it is heading this way, but hopefully it dissipates before it reaches here. The NJ shore is not ready for another 'Big One'. They are really hedging their bets as to how bad it will be here. What's the prediction down there?
 
The official predicted track keeps it well offshore, but the "spaghetti models" are all over the road, and some still indicate possible landfall in the Southeast. But whether it makes a hit or passes by, we are gonna get wet, wet, wet - and we really don't need that.
 
So I was in the kitchen fixing Kendra's lunch while she was playing with her little computer in the living room. Then I heard the sound that strikes fear into the heart of every mom/gramma/babysitter - silence. So I dried my hands, figuring she was in Grampa's office on his computer again. But no Kendra. Doggone it! I'd shut the bathroom and bedroom doors so where the heck was she? Not that many choices in this old place. Wait - the bathroom door was open? I looked in and she wasn't there. Bedroom door was still closed but I checked anyway. No Kendra. Crap! I could hear her but because I can't triangulate sound I didn't know from where! Back down the hall - panic was setting in. Nope, she hadn't magically re-appeared in the living room. I could still hear her babbling and giggling but I DIDN'T KNOW WHERE SHE WAS!! I opened the bathroom door again - and a little brown head peeked at me from between the dryer and the bathtub. Good grief!!! She was sitting IN the toilet holding the ancient plunger! When I say in "in the toilet" I mean quite literally. Her fanny was wedged in and her right leg was down in the water, along with the bottom of her bottom! Oh, this was too rich, once I knew she was safe! Ran to the kitchen, grabbed the iPad and snapped this shot before pulling her out. It was like pulling a cork out of a bottle! And the whole time she was pointing at the bathtub, saying, "Bathroom? Bath?" Uh, yeah, Kendra, now that you're wet, and chilly from that cold water a bath is probably in order. And a lock on the outside of the bathroom door, too!

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I dunno about a heart of gold - it took a good 5 minutes for mine to regain a normal beat! But NOW it's funny! I'm amazed at how much liquid Depends hold - hers must have sucked up half the water in the toilet! Good thing I hadn't cathed her yet and put her big girl panties on!
 
Laugh and roll with it, or cry. You manage the former -which up lifts us all...even when we drag ourselves down with soggy diaper bottoms.
I am glad she was safe and getting wedged right side up was the worst of it.
I remember that scary ''where in the world are you?'' feeling.
 
Ya'all please be praying for Umpqua Community College. They're about an hour north of me and folks from my area head up there for school.....
 

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