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Don’t Read if You’re Squeamish

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Don’t Read if You’re Squeamish

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Time: middle of the night, about 2:30 a.m

Scene: my bathroom

Prop: insulated plastic cup with ice and straw

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I get up to go to the bathroom and get a drink of water. I keep the insulated cup on the counter.

Anyway, I’m still half asleep, and take a big drink of ice water through the straw.

I feel a lump of something in my mouth, and it’s not a piece of ice. I don’t swallow the water.

I spit into the sink.

Out comes a…

Spider!

Yes, I had a spider in my mouth!

It wasn’t a giant one, but about the size of my pinkie fingernail.

I go Ewwww!

I get a tissue and get the spider onto it, putting the spider & tissue on the counter.

Then I go get fresh water to rinse my mouth out with.

I didn’t want to drown the spider down the drain, you know…I like spiders…just not in my mouth!

I go back to bed.

This morning I look for the spider, and find him still on the counter.

I take his picture, then try to catch him to put outside, but he’s too fast.

He’s still in there …

Somewhere…

Here’s his picture which is very much enlarged.

I wonder which one of us was more surprised? haha 🙂

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Flash! – Boom!

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Flash! – Boom!

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I have a headache.

Flash! Boom!

At 3:45 in the morning

Flash! Boom!

Startled out of sleep

Flash! Boom!

Bright lights – loud bangs

Flash! Boom!

Cricket cringing under the bed

Flash! Boom!

Make it stop

Flash! Boom!

Have some consideration for your neighbors

Flash! Boom!

Don’t you dare do it again tonight

Flash! Boom!

Lack of sleep

Flash! Boom!

Headache today

Flash! Boom!

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Yes, this is a true story. You see that word down there…Peace

I want Peace in the middle of the night…not

Flash! Boom!

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I like fireworks as much as anyone, but please don’t disturb the neighborhood, and frighten the animals, in the middle of the night.

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I Survived an F-5 Tornado

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I Survived an F-5 Tornado

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Every year on the anniversary of the tornado, I re-post this…my story. It’s now been 48 years, and I’ll never forget.

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I SURVIVED AN F-5 TORNADO

Wednesday, May 11, 2016, will be the 46th anniversary of the Lubbock, TX tornado. From later assessment of the devastation, it was determined to be rated F-5, the highest on the Fujita scale. This is my story.

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May 11, 1970, is a date I’ll never forget. I was attending night classes at Draughon’s Business College in downtown Lubbock. We had noticed there was a storm coming, because of some lightning off to the west. Classes were let out early because of that.

My dad was picking me up in my car, but didn’t know we got out early, so I was waiting outside for him, around 9:30 or so. They’d already closed up the building, and only me, and a couple of others, were waiting for our rides. The wind was starting to get gusty. By the time my dad got there, it was starting to rain.

We headed for home down Ave. H, (now Buddy Holly Ave.) going north. Right before the underpass on Ave. H, at about 5th or 6th street, the wind, rain, and hail was so bad he decided to not go under the underpass, but turn back, heading south, to a little gas station/garage there on the corner. It had an overhanging roof over the gas pumps. We stopped there to wait for the hail to let up, but it only got worse. We had no idea it was a tornado bearing down on us. All we knew was the front end of the car was being lifted off the ground, and the brick garage was falling apart.

Bricks hit the car windows, breaking them out. We crawled into the back floorboard of the car, me and then Dad. The wind, hail, rain, and I guess it was the tornado, was so loud we couldn’t even hear each other. The doors to the garage were flapping open and shut. (later we’d see that those doors, the overhanging roof, and only half the garage were the only thing left of the building. I guess we came that close to being blown away). Across the street was a car dealership, and for some reason, I thought I saw those car headlights flashing on and off. (this was later corroborated by others – a strange electrical anomaly).

The hail finally eased off, so Dad said we should try to make it down the street to the courthouse, where he knew there was a basement. We got out of the car and walked the block or so down there. The wind was really strong, so we could hardly stand up. The water in the street was up to our knees, and signs and things were still flying through the air. I don’t know how we kept from getting electrocuted from downed power lines.

We finally made it, and the courthouse doors were actually open, and a few other people were there, too. I noticed I had cuts from the broken window glass, and of course, we were soaking wet. Someone suggested we all go downstairs where there was a tunnel that went to the police station, and emergency shelter, and the emergency operations center. We made our way through the underground tunnel, and found a huge crowd already there. The emergency workers were listening and broadcasting emergency information over their radio.

After awhile, Dad decided to see if we could find a ride home. We went outside – the storm was over by then. Everything downtown was a mess of debris. One of the weirdest things I saw was a street traffic light (on a pole). The metal was twisted all around like a pretzel. We found a guy that had just got off work, from the meat packing plant in another part of town, who said he’d drive us home. He was amazed at the destruction, as it hadn’t effected his work place’s part of town.

We went north on University, going slow to avoid power lines and debris in the streets. We finally made it to the Loop that goes around the city, and headed east toward our neighborhood. As we passed over another underpass, we could see the lower level was filled with water, and the guard rails on the top road were gone. Closer to our house in the Clayton Carter addition, some of the stores at the end of our street (north Ash) had been completely blown away. Our house, however, hadn’t been damaged, but someone’s camper had landed in our back yard, taking out the fence. My mom and sister had gone into our cellar, and didn’t know what had happened to us, until we got home, around 1 a. m.

The next morning, we drove around and took some pictures of the damage, and we had to find a way to get my damaged car back home. I was thinking, if we hadn’t turned around when we did, that night, to go under the garage roof, if we’d continued under the Ave. H underpass, we might not have been alive. That area just past the underpass was almost completely wiped out. As it was, one of my friend’s father was killed in that storm.

Other things I remember, was the electricity and water was out for days, and there were big trucks hauling water to the neighborhoods. We’d go fill up jugs when they came by. I never got to go back to the business college to finish, because the building had been damaged so much, that they closed down the college. We got my car back, and my books were water-soaked, too, and too damaged to be used, also.

My husband was in Viet-nam, at the time, and he only heard of the Lubbock tornado when it was written about in the Stars and Stripes military newspaper. He couldn’t find out if we were okay, for days.

I still have tornado nightmares, every spring, even now 35 years later (at the time I wrote this piece…now it has been 46 years). I still have tornado nightmares.

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More information on this F-5 tornado can be found here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1970_Lubbock_tornado

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Now posted for the Daily Post – Survival https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/survival/

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Invasion # 1 -NanoPoblano – Day 29

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Invasion # 1 – NanoPoblano – Day 29

https://cheerpeppers.wordpress.com/2016/09/07/why-blog-everyday-in-november/

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Have you ever been in the middle of an invasion? In this case a better word might be a swarm.

This is what happened…

It was so weird. One afternoon a friend from elementary school, and I, were playing outside in the front yard. She lived a couple of houses down from us, and we were always outside finding things to do. We heard the music of the ice cream truck that came by every afternoon. It was a new kind of truck, in that they offered soft serve ice cream cones, along with the usual frozen Popsicles.

We each bought an ice cream cone, and were walking back to my front yard, when all of a sudden a swarm of moths came flying by. They were some sort of moths, but we just called them candle bugs, or millers. It seemed there were millions of them. They were landing in our hair, on us, and even got stuck in our ice cream.

We were screaming as we ran for the house. My mom was busy closing all the windows, but it didn’t do much good, as those moths got inside anyway. They were around the area for days, and mom would keep sweeping them up from the porch, from the bath tub, and the sink in the kitchen. She’d even use the vacuum to suck them up, but they’d crawl back out of the vacuum hose, unless it was stopped up with a rag.

Finally, it was over, and there were no more invading moths. I’ll never forget it, though.

Coming up, I’ll tell about two other invasion/swarms I’ve been witness to. 🙂

This is a moth, but the ones that swarmed us that day were just dark gray.

 

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Jalapeno Dip Flip – NanoPoblano – Day 14

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Jalapeno Dip Flip – NanoPoblano – Day 14

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https://cheerpeppers.wordpress.com/2016/09/07/why-blog-everyday-in-november/

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The third true story of my misadventures with Mexican food, I’ve named…

JALAPENO DIP FLIP

This time, my daughter and I were at a restaurant. We’d just finished a great Mexican food meal, which included a unique dip to have with the tortilla chips…a creamy jalapeno concoction, that is very good.

We were sitting at our table, the place was crowded and noisy, with people talking and cool music playing. The waiter came bustling by to ask if we needed anything else, and to take away our empty dishes. He stacked up an armload, and just as he turns to leave, all the dishes he was holding, toppled over…onto my daughter.

The plates and bowls were mostly empty, but there was some of the jalapeno dip left, and it went splashing everywhere. It was on the table, the floor, and all over my daughter, from head to toe…in her long hair, on her clothes, and on her sandaled feet.  We grabbed what few napkins were there, to try and wipe it all off. The waiter was all apologetic, trying to help wipe her off, then ran to get more napkins.

We did the best we could, then paid for the meal and left. Maybe we should have been compensated for the meal after that? The waiter did offer to pay for any dry-cleaning, though.

Now, back at the car, we were laughing about the incident, calling it the ‘Jalapeno Dip Flip’. We still had places we had to go, and so we did, even smelling like jalapenos. I don’t know if everywhere we went, the smell was noticeable. If people did notice, they didn’t mention it.

Now, whenever we have Mexican food, we are on high alert for weird disasters to happen. 🙂

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Exploding Enchiladas – NanoPoblano – Day 13

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Exploding Enchiladas – NanoPoblano – Day 13

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https://cheerpeppers.wordpress.com/2016/09/07/why-blog-everyday-in-november/

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This is the second true story of my misadventures with Mexican food. As I mentioned in the first one, “Tamale Tumble”, strange things happen when we have Mexican food. I don’t know why…it doesn’t happen with other types of food.:)

This one is what I like to call….

EXPLODING ENCHILADAS

“Oh, my God! The enchiladas exploded!” we screamed, and dodged, as hot glass and enchiladas went flying off in all directions.

Talk about a ‘hot mess’, we had one.

Grabbing the cats out of the way, so they wouldn’t step in or eat glass, we put them in a bedroom.

Looking at the huge mess in the kitchen, I was thinking all that work of planning, cooking, and decorating is now ruined. But what could we do? Shaking our heads, and laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation, we began the clean up.

It was me, my daughter, and her fiancee, trying to wipe up hot glass and enchiladas, without burning or cutting our hands. The deconstructed enchiladas were everywhere…on the stove, the cabinet, and the floor. There may have even been some on the ceiling, and I saw shards of glass in the side dishes of beans and rice.

It looked impossible to get it all wiped up. We must have used a whole roll of paper towels.

It had started out as a fun evening. My daughter had brought her fiancee over for a meal, for the first time. I’d gotten industrious…figured enchiladas would be just the thing, since we make them all the time, and they turn out great. I even decorated a bit, hanging up some sombreros, and putting a tiny pinata on the table. I’d used a colorful horse blanket for a tablecloth.

Now, look at what a wonderful first impression my future son-in-law has had of me and my cooking. He was a good sport about it, though. As we finished cleaning, we all wondered what we were going to eat, since the explosion had effectively ended my plans.

We looked at each other…”Pizza!” we decided. My now son-in-law was the hero that night. He went and picked us up a wonderful pizza, and even paid for it. We sat there at the table with the Mexican decorations, and enjoyed our meal, as we talked about the crazy thing that had happened.

The night of the exploding enchiladas is now just a funny family story we like to tell.

Lesson learned…don’t set a glass dish on top of a hot stove burner, even if the glass dish is hot, right from the oven!

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First posted on May 20, 2014, under Mexican Food Misadventures (2nd true story)

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MANIC MONDAY – # 3 – KICKS

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MANIC MONDAY – # 3 – KICKS   

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This time, for Manic Monday, we got to listen and watch the video by Paul Revere and the Raiders, song, “Kicks”. One of my favorites!

So, the prompt word is ‘Kicks’.

To join in the challenge, just click the above link. There are no real rules, except to use the prompt word in your post. 🙂

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Do you remember the movie, “Cast Away”, starring Tom Hanks? It was where he was stranded on an island, and he found a Wilson volley ball. He pretended it was a friend, and talked to it. It was a good movie. Anyway…what has this got to do with the prompt word ‘kicks’?

Nothing much. I don’t think his character kicked the volley ball friend.

But, it did bring to mind a funny story I have.

My daughter and I used to go walking around a little park track a lot, and one day we happened to find an old, scraggly, tennis ball. It was a Wilson brand. We thought it would be fun to kick the tennis ball in front of us, all the way around the park. We were actually on the street while we walked. So, that’s what we did. We called it Wilson, like in the movie, and we kicked that ball the whole way. We got so tickled, as we’d holler, “Wilson!”, every time we kicked it a little off course. I’m sure people passing by gave us a strange look, but we didn’t care. We were having fun! 🙂

We kept that Wilson tennis ball for a long time.

photo found on Pixabay

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Here’s a song from 1970. The group is called, Alive and Kickin’. 🙂

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“Tighter, Tighter”, by Alive N Kickin’, was released in 1970, from the album, “Tighter, Tighter”. It was written by Bob King, and Tommy James, and is on the Roulette label.

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LOCKED OUT

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LOCKED OUT

Have you ever been locked out? It’s been awhile since I’ve been locked out of some place. It is not fun to try to open a door, and …uh-oh…it’s locked, and you don’t have the key!

Maybe you left it inside the house or the car, when you shut the door. It happens…being in a hurry, or just forgetful, or any number of reasons.

First, you keep jiggling the door handle, hoping you can somehow manage to loosen it, and it will magically come open. This is not going to happen, and really, you know it, but you keep trying.

You look around for help from someone, neighbor, stranger, anybody…and no one comes. You seem to feel there are eyes peeking at you from behind curtains, and that everyone in the universe is watching and laughing at your dilemma.

I’ve been locked out of my cars and house many times. The last resort, of course is to call the professional locksmiths to come open the door…and yes, they charge a fee for this service. By now, however, you don’t care how much it costs…just get it open – please!

Once me and my daughter (who was expecting a baby) had gone to yard sales. It was a very hot day. We bought a few things, then back at the truck, we found that the keys had been left inside…and the doors were locked. We could’t reach any family members to come rescue us. The people who were having the sale, noticed we were having a problem, so they came and tried the door, too. Finally, we did call for the mobile locksmith to come. While we waited, the nice yard sale people brought us lawn chairs to sit on, and cold soft drinks.

We hated spending our yard sale cash on opening the door, but it was all that was left to do. I can’t remember if we continued to shop, or just went home that day. Did we learn to check for the keys, before shutting a door? Yes, for awhile…then later on, uh-oh…locked out again.

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(Originally written on 4/14/14 for an A to Z post – letter L)

Also, for today’s Just Jot It January post –

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#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – Jan. 17th/17

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SICK

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True Story!

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“SICK”

Happy Halloween to me

I’m sick as I can be

Coughing and sneezing

Feeling hot, and then freezing

Phlegm and snot is what I’ve got

Aches and pains, I feel like rot

A headache that pounds

I just lay around

With a moan and a groan

Just leave me alone

Tylenol and tissues

You know I have issues

I want this sickness to go away

On this happy Halloween haunting day

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A to Z BLOG CHALLENGE 2016 – LETTER O

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A to Z BLOG CHALLENGE 2016 – LETTER O 4bd62ad9-ea74-4273-967b-7c426c911c61 IMG_2356

Hi – and Happy Monday!

Today we have the letter O to work with. Let’s see what the Mystery Box Chickens have unwrapped for us today. 🙂

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Letter O is for…”Ob-li-di, ob-la-da” (Life Goes On)

The Beatles song, “Ob-li-di, ob-la-da” (Life Goes On), was written by Paul McCartney, and released in 1968. John Lennon was also mentioned as co-writer, but that is questionable, as he’d made it known he didn’t care for the song.

The title was said to have come from an acquaintance of Paul’s, the Nigerian conga player, Jimmy Scott-Enuakpor. He declared that it was an exclusive family saying, and it should be acknowledged as such. Paul disagreed, believing anyone could say the words, which meant life goes on. There were legal actions taken, resulting in the matter taken care of. (source: Wikipedia)

A fun fact – the song was used as the opening theme to a TV drama show, that ran from 1989-1993, called “Life Goes On”.

However the song came to be recorded, I like it. Do you?

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Letter O is for…Olympics

In the summer of 1972, the Olympic Games were held in Munich, Germany. On the 5th and 6th of September, the Palestinian group, Black September, took 11 Israeli athletes hostage, among others, and massacred them all.

I was there. Actually, my husband, some friends, and I had gone to the Olympics a few days before the hostage situation took place. We enjoyed our day there, but later, when we heard what had happened, it was shocking to think we had been so close to it all.

For the longer story of our visit, I wrote a piece for the A to Z Blog Challenge a couple of years ago on here. To read the story, please click the link here

These are some photos of our tickets and the stadium, where we watched some events while we were there.

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Find out more about the A to Z Blog Challenge by clicking below:

http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/p/what-is-blogging-from-to-z.html

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