Electrical Storm
Tonight a big electrical and wind storm moved in. Right now the wind is gusting to about 50 mph and it’s pouring cats and dogs. This must be a microburst. I haven’t seen rain like this since I was in a tropical storm in Chile. The intercloud lightening about an hour ago was awesome.
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8/29/08 – Weather service reported that the temperature during the storm was 64 F. We got 2 inches of rain. Wind speed 54 mph with gusts to 75 mph. No wonder all the branches on the mulberry tree were pointed in the same direction!
Adventure
I just had a fun little adventure. A little tabby kitten was running behind all my stuff out back. I went to chase it out of the yard. As I chased it out front it darted into the house through the door I had left closed, but not enough to catch the latch. It darted into H’s bedroom. Being as messy as it is it took me about 5 minutes to find the thing cowering under her bed. After a little scuffle it tried to hide on top of the books on the first shelf. Unfortunately for the cat that was a nice place for me to grab it. It scratched me and I threw it out her door and down the hall. It decided it didn’t want to leave so it ran into V’s room. I saw it run under the bed so I went and closed H’s door and the bathroom door, and placed a box across the entry into the family room so it would have to run out the open front door. I lifted up her bed to grab the cat and it wasn’t there. I searched around her room. I cleaned it the other day so there wasn’t many places to hide. Crap, it was in the closet. I pulled a few boxes out and saw the tip of it’s tail. It was hiding behind a huge stack of boxes. I pushed one corner of the boxes up against the wall so it was wedged in there and it started to hiss. If there is any sound in the world I hate as much as a cat hiss I have yet to hear it. That was it. It had to go. I grabbed a bib out of the basket and wrapped it up so it wouldn’t scratch. It wiggled free and ran into the hall closet where the kids keep all the pillows. One by one I threw out the pillows and after the last one I got it to run out the door.
I guess I learned my lesson. Always close the door until it latches.
At least it wasn’t a rat, although had it been I would have had no qualms with just killing it. I may hate cats, but I still have trouble killing them.
Funny Signs
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“Ice Cold Ice”
I saw this marquis in St. George a few weeks ago. I wonder if there is ice that isn’t ice cold.
My Amazing Wife
That’s right. My wife is amazing. Not because she is incredibly smart (which she is), not because she is incredibly beautiful (which she is). She is amazing because she has the wonderful ability to make people feel better. She always makes my day better, and I see her do the same for others. She’s also incredibly brave. Brave enough to spend nearly 6 weeks on a road trip with the kids while I stay home and work. I feel very lucky/blessed to have her in my life. Even if she is 1500 miles away right now. I feel even more blessed to know that she will be mine for all eternity. Laurie, thankyou for saying yes, and giving me the most wonderful years of my life. I know that every year with you can only be more wonderful than the last.
I love you!
Facebook? Me?? No Way!
I have always been opposed to the social networking sites. If I want to talk to my friends I can email or IM them. I have never needed a prefab website because I’ve had my own since the late ’90s. Not to mention all the problems with myspace. I remember when facebook first came out. It was limited to specific groups of people, university students, if I recall correctly. It was designed to only allow your friends in real life to see your profile, yada, yada, yada. It was better than myspace I thought, but if only your friends can see your profile then why can’t you just tell your friends what you’re up to? Why would anyone need a social networking site?
About a year ago I started having the feeling that I needed to get in touch with some old friends. See how they were doing, and reconnect. These weren’t just run of the mill friends. These were my best friends who I had lost contact with. Time and semi-frequent relocations tends to do that. There are two in particular who I have felt I needed to get into contact with. I started scouring the internet. Nothing. After a while I found one of them in a local newspaper, perhaps a BYU Idaho paper. His name was in the caption of a photo of a local band. He was playing the drums. That was the only thing I could find. I couldn’t even find his email address from BYU’s directory. The other friend has all but dissappeared.
A couple weeks ago a friend invited me to join facebook, it was one of those form letters, you know where everyone in that persons address book is invited; personal spam. I haven’t ever accepted any of her invitations before, why would I now? I ignored it for a few days, even deleted the email. It kept pestering me. I kept getting the feeling that I should do it. I even ran across an old journal entry of mine where I talked about how I wished I would always follow that little voice. Talk about prodding. I pretty much had to do it. So I found the email in the trash, and accepted the invitation.
During the application process that ensued I was asked about my entire life, the high schools I went to, where I went to college, where I work, where I live, where I go to church, the whole nine yards. Little did I know that it would use all this information to find my real life friends. It is a little scary how accurate it is. After I filled out the application it popped up a list of names and said you might know these people. The first person on the list was James Speirs, one of my best friends. One of the few people I’ve kept in touch with through a mission, college, and marriage. That’s cool I thought. The remainder of the entire first page was people I knew. Some of them are friends, some I wouldn’t be caught dead with, I guess facebook can’t know everything.
After choosing some friends I sent them a friendship invitation, where they accept that they know me and are my friends. After a few days I had a couple people ask to be my friends. A couple I didn’t know, it must be popular to have tons of ‘friends’, whether you know the people or not.
Anyway after a day or so it asked if I knew Nathan Hope, since we both are LDS and went to Temecula Valley High. Nate was one of my best friends when I lived there, in fact Nate was the one playing the drums in that band in Idaho. I’m glad I followed that nagging feeling. We’ve sent a few emails back and forth, and it’s nice to re-connect with someone you were good friends with and haven’t seen for 15 years.
As for Josh Corrington, I still haven’t found him. I drove by his dad’s house when I was working in the area, but it’s gone, and a subdivision now sits where their orchard was. Hopefully he’ll have that nagging feeling to join facebook.
In the mean time I’ll be wating for a message that says “you may be friends with Joshua Corrington”…
and for James to acknowledge that we’re friends.
