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- Grasshoppers -
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Sunday, May 13, 2007
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So as you may or may not know, I'm not a big fan of bugs.
I left my grandma's house this morning feeling less than chipper, with Tyler and Austin in tow. We stop by Dunkin' Donuts to get them some munchkins and head north on the parkway when Tyler screams, "MOMMY, THERE'S A HUGE BUG IN YOUR CAR"! Great, I think, as I look over to check out the bug. He's pretty much right on. There was a HUGE black and yellow grasshopper the size of a small bird (ok, so maybe I exaggerate a little) on the passenger side seatbelt. Knowing there was not a lot I was going to do about this situation driving 70 down the highway, I pull off on the shoulder. I open the passenger side door to have this rodent staring me right in the eyes, preparing to lunge at me at any time. I asked Austin if he would please flick if off the seatbelt out of the car. He refuses. He's bawling his head off. Tyler is in panic mode (and I can't say that I'm not either), but all I can do is stand at the side of the highway and laugh. Hysterically. Pretty much because my hair is a wreck, I'm wearing a marathon shirt, jeans and slippers, and look like death warmed over.
So I prepare to catch this creature when I look over and see a State Trooper pull up next to me, however facing southbound in the grass. He's pretty cute and looks to be about my age. He walks over and of course I start laughing harder. He probably thought I was on drugs. He asked if I needed help and of course I say yeah, I do. I have a huge grasshopper on my passenger side seatbelt and can't get it out. He laughs, says he's had the same thing happen, gets it out and saves the day. In the meantime, Tyler in the backseat yells out "hey, do you want....(ok, disclaimer here...you can't make this shit up)...a DONUT"????? (Yes...he says this to the cop) I slam the door quickly and laugh it off...Trooper also laughs and says "no, that's the Sheriff's Office"! Too funny.
Ok, so I call my friend Marria who is working at the Tampa FHP office and tell her the story. She wants to know who the trooper is so she sends out a mass email asking who just assisted the woman with the grasshopper. Said trooper responds and she tells me who it is. Well, without going into too many names I said...is that (insert name here)? She says yeah, why? Hmm, funny story. You see, I came to Florida in 1992 for spring break when I was 16 (yeah, I'm showing my age a little bit) and ended up meeting (instert trooper name here) and kissed him at a party!!!
Funny how things work out, isn't it?
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- I guess it's time to blog again, huh? -
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Wednesday, May 09, 2007
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It's crazy how much has changed since November 26th, 2006 when I posted my last blog.
I'm sure my loyal readers (ha ha, had to say it) have lost interest, after all it has been nearly 6 months since I've posted.
For those that don't know, I realized on Thanksgiving weekend I was going to get a divorce. After a last ditch effort to try to work things out, basically in all of december, we threw the towel in and made the final decision.
Although December was a productive month- we talked more in a month than we did during the last 6 years of our 8 1/2 year marriage- we decided divorce was the best option for us.
Chris and I are now very good friends (well, most of the time- hee hee) and will remain that way, not only for our children, but for the sake of year's passed.
I'll update more soon- I'm sure I have a story or two to tell!
In the meantime, you can find me on myspace at www.myspace.com/prumomma
xoxo
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- Request -
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Sunday, November 26, 2006
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I know I haven't blogged in a really, really long time, but life has been busy and a little bit crazy lately.
For those of you who pray, please keep me in your prayers. I've got some issues going on right now that I'm not ready to go into, but if you would just pray that things go as planned.
Thanks!
~kp~
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- Crazy Girls @ Starbucks -
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Monday, October 30, 2006
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So Jody, Samantha, Lily and I went to Starbucks last night. We do this occasionally on Sunday nights for some girl time. Just time to act silly without anyone knowing or judging us!
We wanted to take some pictures inside, but the clerk wouldn't let us- so we went out side trying to take pictures of ourselves. It wans't very easy! That's when this old man walks up to us. We asked him if he would mind taking a picture for us, which he agrees. He takes the pictures and asks if I want to see it. That is a bad request, because he could end up standing there for 15 minutes retaking pictures that I don't like. I told him the picture he took would be fine, thank him and take my camera back. I looked at the picture he sent and here's what I saw:
 The girls and I were laughing so hard, hoping he just couldn't see the LCD screen on my camera instead of thinking this was a dirty old man taking pictures! It was so funny, we couldn't even stand for another picture without being goofy!
I'll update in a little bit with some more pictures from that eventful evening!
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- I know, I know -
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Tuesday, October 10, 2006
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I'm a slacker and haven't blogged lately. Actually, it would appear that it's been a month, today. So, here I am.
I'm still alive, doing well, thank you for asking.
Everyday I continue to learn new things, meet new people, remember old faces. I like life, at this point.
No, I'm not a recovering brain surgery patient. Thanks anyway.
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- Earthquake? -
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Sunday, September 10, 2006
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Earthquake?
I'm laying on the couch at 10:53 this morning when I hear my front windows rattling. If a very large truck drives by my windows will rattle. A year or so ago a neighbor fired off a round from a shotgun- my windows rattled then. Otherwise, my windows usually don't rattle.
I look out the window (this was a task, because I was not about to get my ass off the couch) to see what, if anything I could see, but there's nothing. Chris is standing at the table getting ready to go on his third segment of the church detail and I notice the plant leaves are shaking. Now all of this has occurred within a matter of 30 seconds, maybe. Then, I start to feel the couch shake. I looked at Chris and said "the couch is shaking, I hope we're not on a sinkhole". Tyler says "yeah, my couch is shaking too". Then it got worse...nothing too obvious, but enough that I knew there was a strong vibration in the couch, plant was moving, Chris noticed it. He said, "oh it's probably just an earthquake". "Yeah, ok- we don't have earthquakes in Florida", I lovingly replied.
So- it could have been a sinkhole, but I think it was an earthquake- plus, I'm not the only one who noticed this...not that I would ever admit Chris was right.
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- Age Guage -
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Friday, August 18, 2006
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You said your birthday is 5 / 29 / 1976 which means you are 30 years old and about:
59 years 7 months younger than Walter Cronkite, age 89
54 years 11 months younger than Nancy Reagan, age 85
52 years 0 months younger than George Herbert Bush, age 82
44 years 8 months younger than Barbara Walters, age 74
42 years 6 months younger than Larry King, age 72
36 years 4 months younger than Ted Koppel, age 66
32 years 11 months younger than Geraldo Rivera, age 63
29 years 11 months younger than George W. Bush, age 60
24 years 10 months younger than Jesse Ventura, age 55
20 years 7 months younger than Bill Gates, age 50
15 years 9 months younger than Cal Ripken Jr., age 45
9 years 11 months younger than Mike Tyson, age 40
5 years 10 months younger than Jennifer Lopez, age 36
0 years 5 months younger than Tiger Woods, age 30
6 years 1 month older than Prince William, age 24
and that you were:
25 years old at the time of the 9-11 attack on America
23 years old on the first day of Y2K
21 years old when Princess Diana was killed in a car crash
18 years old at the time of Oklahoma City bombing
18 years old when O. J. Simpson was charged with murder
16 years old at the time of the 93 bombing of the World Trade Center
14 years old when Operation Desert Storm began
13 years old during the fall of the Berlin Wall
9 years old when the space shuttle Challenger exploded
7 years old when Apple introduced the Macintosh
7 years old during Sally Ride's travel in space
4 years old when Pres. Reagan was shot by John Hinckley, Jr.
3 years old at the time the Iran hostage crisis began
not yet 1 year old on the U.S.'s bicentennial Fourth of July
http://www.frontiernet.net/~cdm/age1.html
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