Whoa, talk about crazy weekend! Friday night I went to a bonfire at the youth pastor's house. That was allot of fun; his wife, a friend of mine and me sat in the kitchen and talked our heads off and told hilarious stories. Before that we watched slide shows of a couple of girls who went on mission trips and played games out in the dark and roasted marshmallows.
On Saturday, we didn't go anywhere but we all had a load of accomplishments for the day.
Sunday was a mix of church events. I helped in the Sunday school class, then we left for home (a bit later than the norm). I was on the computer for most of the day and then Mum & Daddy left to prepare for a meeting at the church. I got to watch my sibs. : ) I got the five minute reminder from Rilla Anne. "Hanna, I'm hungry." Five minutes later: "Hanna, I'm hungry." I couldn't remember the last time that I couldn't get a kid to shut up. Now I can.
Monday, a member of our church died who had been coming before my grandpa became the pastor. Yesterday (Thursday) was her funeral. It is the strangest feeling when you look at a person who was the person whom you knew but now ia alien and quiet beyond compare. Not only that, but it's NOT them. It's their spirit and soul that make them who they are. Once those thing have left them, they are a nobody. There where many things I could not do yesterday. I did not go for the visitations. I did not give my last regards. I did not go to the graveside service. The first was because we had to take my little sibs to my grandma's, the second because I did not want to look on something that could not hear me nor respond. It scared me, to say it blatantly. I did not go to the graveside service because I could not watch someone I once knew be buried under ground. It struck me that it was a real person who would be in a box and under five feet of earth never to come out again or be seen by human eyes. It sounds so odd, but it's true. I instead went with my mom, brother and sister to prepare for the dinner. I helped and later found myself feeling incredibly drained.
It's been an interesting couple of days. Today should be just the same after I leave for a babysitting job and then go and clean the church. Oh joy.
- Hanna Liz
Friday, August 28, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
A Sheriff On Our Street Is Like Zac Effron in Middlefeild...
Okay so I'm gonna post something very interesting even though I know no one will comment (or even read, for that matter) because you're all about Facebook now. I'm not joking.
Our after-dinner devos where almost finished when we saw a little car and a Sheriff's car pull up with flashing lights. A Sheriff on our street is like Zac Effron in Middlefeild. *haha* We all got up and stared out the window with "ooh"s and "ahhh"s coming from every mouth. The Sheriff (a woman) got out and started talking to the "bad boy" driver. Eventually she left him and got back in the car. We later guessed that she was calling for backup because very soon, two more cops pulled up and got out.
Our neighbors had just returned home after going out for dinner so they where still outside while all this was happening. We watched and watched and watched like the nosy neighbors we are....and then....we saw it. "It" was the handcuffs being clicked onto the "sinful son's" wrists! The whole house was filled with commotion as all seven of us crowded around the front window to watch a real, live, arrest....on OUR quiet street! Very soon Mom decided to visit with Mrs.B (our neighbor) and Dad, me, my sibs, the B kids, and Mr.B where close behind. All us kids where shooed to the front porch but somehow through my witt and skill I ended up with the adults to listen in.....*mooohaahaa*
We watched in amazement as one cop shook out the kids pants...and even pulled them off. I wonder what it's like to stand for all the world to see in your boxers....to be completely honest, I would rather not find out. First, because I don't wear boxers (and for good reason), and second because I happen to like to wear pants when I'm not wearing a skirt. I have more reasons but I think two are enough. : D
Anyway, later we went back inside and soon got a call from Mrs.B telling us about what happened. They have connections and their house was directly in front of the cops and criminal. Apparently, this kid does not have a driver's licence. His mom was called by the cops and she said that she did not know that he had a car. The car that he was driving was actually his girlfriend's and so they arrested her too. But....when they searched his car they found 16 bags of heroine inside. (!!!!!!) That was enough to send him to the police department along with his girlfriend. They all eventually left and hopefully there will be something in the paper about it. If there is I'll be sure to give you the details.
- Hanna Liz Y
Our after-dinner devos where almost finished when we saw a little car and a Sheriff's car pull up with flashing lights. A Sheriff on our street is like Zac Effron in Middlefeild. *haha* We all got up and stared out the window with "ooh"s and "ahhh"s coming from every mouth. The Sheriff (a woman) got out and started talking to the "bad boy" driver. Eventually she left him and got back in the car. We later guessed that she was calling for backup because very soon, two more cops pulled up and got out.
Our neighbors had just returned home after going out for dinner so they where still outside while all this was happening. We watched and watched and watched like the nosy neighbors we are....and then....we saw it. "It" was the handcuffs being clicked onto the "sinful son's" wrists! The whole house was filled with commotion as all seven of us crowded around the front window to watch a real, live, arrest....on OUR quiet street! Very soon Mom decided to visit with Mrs.B (our neighbor) and Dad, me, my sibs, the B kids, and Mr.B where close behind. All us kids where shooed to the front porch but somehow through my witt and skill I ended up with the adults to listen in.....*mooohaahaa*
We watched in amazement as one cop shook out the kids pants...and even pulled them off. I wonder what it's like to stand for all the world to see in your boxers....to be completely honest, I would rather not find out. First, because I don't wear boxers (and for good reason), and second because I happen to like to wear pants when I'm not wearing a skirt. I have more reasons but I think two are enough. : D
Anyway, later we went back inside and soon got a call from Mrs.B telling us about what happened. They have connections and their house was directly in front of the cops and criminal. Apparently, this kid does not have a driver's licence. His mom was called by the cops and she said that she did not know that he had a car. The car that he was driving was actually his girlfriend's and so they arrested her too. But....when they searched his car they found 16 bags of heroine inside. (!!!!!!) That was enough to send him to the police department along with his girlfriend. They all eventually left and hopefully there will be something in the paper about it. If there is I'll be sure to give you the details.
- Hanna Liz Y
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