January 28, 2009

• A Mugging and Not Budging!

  It’s still cold.  It’s not supposed to be anything but cold today.  Tonight will be colder.  Tomorrow will be warm enough to melt some snow and ice and make it all nice and flat.  That way when it freezes over again Thursday night Friday morning it will be nice and slick!  We aren’t going anywhere.  I’m NOT BUDGING!

  This is what I woke up to this morning.  Not quite so dismal and dark as yesterday.
  
  It’s also not as pretty as yesterday, since the dogs have ruined the pristine, smooth whiteness.  Mainly those are Sushi’s prints.  She runs laps around the yard like a greyhound at top notch speed with her ears laid flat against her head.  Pretty funny to watch!

  All of the yard toys have been abandoned and I believe this will be the last season we will see them.  By spring, I bet they will be giveaways, since the girls are out growing them.  Emily, are you interested?
  

  Poor Sampson was let outside this morning and no one remembered to let him back in.
  

  He doesn’t bark much anymore, not unless Sushi is bothering him, which is most of the time!
  
  I feel sorry for Sampson who just wants to sleep in his bedding in Jesse’s closet and be left alone!  Alas, he has a new, little shadow!

  I haven’t started a fire yet, so Tango is still huddling in her soft brown blanket that covers her cage.
   

   
  

  She wasn’t really watching the camera as much as she was keeping her eye on Chirper, who was keeping an eye on HER!!!

                              

  I finally remembered the story I was going to talk about yesterday or the day before.  Remember, I said something had slipped my mind?

  I went, alone, to Wal-Mart Sunday afternoon to buy the necessary items I needed to get through the week.  When I was pushing my cart into the parking lot, I felt God warn me to be careful – someone was watching me.  I had parked at the end of the lot, where employees park, and kept hearing that nagging voice telling me to be careful. 

  I unloaded groceries from the cart to the back of the Suburban.  My purse was latched into the seat belt of the cart, but I just KNEW someone was watching my purse.  Sure enough, peripherally, I saw a man approaching me and heard the warning voice even louder, “BE CAREFUL!!!!!” 

  I turned to him as he was saying, “Excuse me ma’am (his eyes glanced at my purse) . . . “  I interrupted with an aggressive and cheery, “Hellooooo!  How are ya doin’?”  He stepped back and blinked a bit.  After a momentary hesitation, he said, “I’m in that blue Ford over there and it broke down and I’m trying to get money to fix it so I can get back to  . . . .”  I didn’t hear the rest of what he said except, ” . . . can you help me out with a little money?”

  Still taking an aggressive tone I continued to “casually” unload my groceries into the Suburban and casually said, “I don’t have any  cash.  I paid with a check, inside, and I just went to the car wash before coming here.  I’m sorry.”  The truth, and my clean car with droplets of dried water proved I was being truthful. 

  He said, “That’s okay, I understand.” and eyed my purse again.

  I continued to cheerfully “chat away” and said, “I think I only have a few ones.”  He stopped and said, “Anything will help.”

  By now I think I was torturing him!  He stood uncomfortably looking at me and then my purse attached to the cart and then me again.  I said, “Hang on.  Don’t leave.  Let me unload these and I’ll give you all that I have.”  He stammered, “Well, can I at least help you by unloading your groceries?”

  Again, cheerfully, I said, “Oh noooooo.  Thaaat’s okay,  I’ve got it.  Don’t leave, though, okay?  – I’ll hurry!” and I looked him in the eyes and smiled.  He stood with his feet plastered to one spot looking VERY uncomfortable – almost miserable.

  I finished unloading, took my wallet from my purse – leaving the purse still hooked to the cart’s seat belt – and began to look.  I pulled out what looked like (to him) all of my cash.  There was a five dollar bill (darn!).  I exclaimed, “Well look at here!  I have a FIVE, too!”  He said, “That will help.”  And I insisted, “Nooooo!  Let me give you everything I have.  I don’t mind!  Really, I don’t!”  I counted out the mini-wad of bills which was the five and five ones. 

  I handed the money to him and said, “That’s $10 – will that be alright with you?”  He was dumbfounded and said, “Ummm, yeah.  Thanks!  I’ll be sure to give this to someone else some day.”

  I looked him dead in the eye and said, “And I BELIEVE, with all my heart, you will do JUST that!”  He began to walk away and I said, “God bless you, sir!”  He fumbled and said, “God bless you, too.”

  I quickly detached my purse from the cart, hopped in the car and locked my doors.  Louder than all get out I heard in my spirit, “You were about to be mugged!”

  The man disappeared quickly.  I never saw the “blue Ford” and didn’t care to stick around any longer.

  I told Jesse when I arrived home and he thanked God that no harm had come to me and thanked God for surrounding me with angels to protect me and for me “hearing” the voice of God and heeding His warning.

  Never a dull moment, huh?!!! LOL

  We will continue to keep warm anyway we can, today.  Even with the fireplace roaring and the pot roast in the stove’s oven, instead of the Crock Pot, it was VERY chilly in our house yesterday.
   
   

  Today’s To Do List:
  *  Continue to sort through paperwork to prepare taxes (got a lot done yesterday!)
  *  Teach school
  *  Wash sheets (ours are done, now for Rissy’s)
  *  Meatloaf for dinner (turkey & ground beef mixed)
  *  Maybe read ???  (highly unlikely!)

  Be Blessed  ~

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