Deployment Journal/Blog Week 7

Okay, I’m going to just say it…I’m so pissed off right now. When you see how long this blog is-you’ll know why. I had this whole thing typed out, and my internet “stopped working” and I lost the entire page. REALLY?!?!? I am in serious distress right now…if anyone deserves to get cut some slack, it’s me, right? AHHHH!

Okay, my rant is done and I will go ahead and retype this week’s journal entry, hopefully with the same care and pizazz I had the first time.

This week’s journal will focus on three stories-and these three stories all involve me and my dodge minivan. These may not be in chronological order, and are definately shortened to protect you, the reader, from boredom and wasting too much time on my pathetic life. However, if me going through all this stuff makes any of you laugh, chuckle, giggle or even smile, I suppose it will have all been worth it(kind-of).

So, story number one involves me locking Isaiah in the minivan on the Air Force base in front of the chapel support center. I was in a hurry to get home because it was 2:15 and the girls get out of school at 2:30. So, somehow, after I secured Isaiah down in his carseat, I hit the door lock and locked him in the car. So, I’m standing by his window, almost yelling so he can hear me, trying to get him to push on the red button and unlock his carseat. Now, he had just been given a grape blow-pop and was feeling quite snug and relaxed, so he was lightly tapping on the button with his finger, sucking on his lollipop and looking at me like, “Mom’s finally lost it.” As I’m yelling through the window, an airman happens by, coming out of the chapel and looks at me curiously. So, I look at him and I just start crying. He suddenly looks panicked, like he should just take off running to his car, but maybe since he was walking out of the chapel holding two books called, “The Jesus Habits,” he felt obligated to help me. Whatever made him stop and help me, I am grateful for it. So, while he calls Security Forces, I run inside and call the school about my situation and they promise to intercept the girls at home and call my emergency contact, who is a friend of mine that lives in my neighborhood. So, when I get back outside, there’s 4 airmen around my car, either working on the locks, or yelling at Isaiah to unbuckle his seatbelt. Isaiah finally decides to talk and says, “Mom, open the door.” Wow, so the 3 year old really has no concept of a locked door and what we’ve all been yelling at him to do for the past 15 minutes. Eventually, they were able to wedge the door open enough to pop the lock, but not before one of the SF guys breaks my door handle on the driver’s side. So then, we’re all having a conference around the driver’s door while they try and explain to me how to remove the panel, find the pin that was popped out, and then replace the panel. They must have sensed the apprehension in my demeanor, because Jesus Habits guy said, “Let’s just do it for her really quick.” So, my good Samaritan ended up being way more help than the police officers-thank goodness he wasn’t scared off at the beginning! So, I made it through this situation with a few scratches by my passenger door, and a driver’s side door panel that is loose at the bottom.

The next story involving the minivan also involves my dogs. The day after the previous incident, Isaiah had gone to childcare while I ran errands. The military offers free oil changes to deployed families as long as you bring your own oil and filter, and I thought we could take the dogs to the dog park and then get the oil changed when I picked Isaiah up. So, on my way to get Isaiah, I look over as I’m slowing down at a light, and I see Princess halfway out the passenger window. I yell at her to stop, but she continues her suicide attempt and flops out of the car. I throw the car in park and turn the hazards on so I can go around and see if Princess survived her fall, because I was positive she landed on her back and broke it. In my haste, I forgot to shut my door, so Foxie jumps out of the car and takes off running. It was then I discovered Princess was just fine, because she took off running right behind Foxie. Oh my gosh…I was flabbergasted(that’s right, I just said that). These dogs are going to age me more than my kids! I hop back in the car and take a moment to decide if I should follow the dogs or just go get Isaiah. I decided to at least try to get the dogs, and as I turn the corner, I see them jogging down the sidewalk like they’re humans just out for a jog. Luckily, when I reached them, they were tired, so I turned on the hazards, reached across and opened the passenger door and called them in the highest pitch baby voice I have. They both hopped in the car without getting hit and we continued on our way and actually picked up Isaiah on time. Seriously people, I couldn’t make this stuff up. I don’t even have time to get embarrassed, this stuff just happens so fast!

My last story involving the minivan I’m going to make short, sweet and to the point. We’ve all been through enough with the first two stories. As I mentioned before, free oil changes if you bring your own supplies. Unfortunately for me, I looked up in a book at the PX the filter size and thought I was good to go. Here’s a synopsis…FIRST TRIP TO AUTO CENTER: I only brought 2 quarts of oil(I had no idea how much to take) SECOND TRIP TO AUTO CENTER: Brought enough oil but had the wrong filter size. THIRD TRIP TO AUTO CENTER: Was a quart low and had to add another on my own when I got home. I suppose all that would have gone much smoother if I had gone to an actual auto parts store from the beginning, but I thought I had it under control!

As you can tell from my stories(which happened in a two day span), it’s VITALLY important that you continue to pray for me! It’s scary when you really think about it, that I’m in charge of 3 kids, 2 dogs and running a household on my own. I’m lucky we’re all alive I guess.

The good news this week is that I have a new outlook on Isaiah’s soccer, so I wasn’t even stressed out when he refused to step foot on the field at his game on Saturday. And then, Brianna scored both of her team’s goals and won the MVP coin at her game. I wish I could describe the look on her face whe she got it, and the first thing she said to me was, “Daddy’s going to be so proud of me!” I was so proud of her!

Alright people, leave me a comment or send me a note-I love you all!

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  • Jennifer Taylor likes this.
    • Jenna Cunningham Sounds like you’ve had an eventful couple of days. I’ll be praying this week goes MUCH smoother for you!

      September 28, 2009 at 11:32am · LikeUnlike
    • Susie Cooke James Oh, Kathy, how much “fun” you are having! Just think of all the things you are learning these days. You will be a better and stronger person because of your daily “trials.” I know that sounds so trite, but it is true. Thanks for being so honest and vulnerable. By the way, do know the exact dates when you and the kids are coming for Christmas? I love you. Mom

      September 28, 2009 at 11:40am · LikeUnlike
    • Wow!! Did I tell ya how Aiden snuck out of the house while we were packing?!?! Isaiah and Aiden should be best friends! Congrats to Brianna!! Love you all!!

      September 28, 2009 at 11:46am · LikeUnlike
    • Celina White James You’re living quite the adventure Kathy and I love reading your stories. Next time life’s little challenges comes along, you can do a tiny cheer thinking that it will make for great blog material! 🙂

      September 28, 2009 at 12:53pm · LikeUnlike
    • Joy James Bradley Wow! Quite a week! This definately made me laugh. I can’t imagine how you must have been feeling in the moments all this was happening though.
      Ashton also refused to go on the field during games when she was playing soccer. When I made her she cried the whole time…
      I love you. I will keep praying for you and your fam!

      September 28, 2009 at 1:08pm · LikeUnlike
    • Lindsay Heard Way to go Brianna! Daddy sure is going to be proud! Kathy you are doing a wonderful job. These things can happen at any time but it’s like a law of the universe for them to happen in 3’s…. then you will have a dull day someday and it will so weird! 🙂 I will continue to pray for you all! How’s Earl doin?

      September 28, 2009 at 1:15pm · LikeUnlike
    • Jennifer Melton Clements Geez Kathy!! I know it’s rough on you now but the memories?? Those are keepers 🙂

      September 28, 2009 at 1:20pm · LikeUnlike
    • Nancy Bair Henard Johnson

      OMG (that’s oh my gosh in grammy lingo). I’m sorry, Kathy, but you are such a scream in your blog. I can’t wait for the next one. See how God keeps your life interesting, at least for the rest of us. I guess I haven’t known you long enough to tell you about the time, many years ago leaving in L.A., when I left my little dog in the car ( a stick shift) while I went into the store. While in the store, the dog must have hit the gear shift. The car went backward through a huge parking lot, missing all the cars, and ended up with the rear end of the car on a guard rail around the parking lot. I came out of the store and couldn’t find my car which had been parked right next to the front door, and there it was clear on the other end of the lot with the dog inside jumping around going crazy and people standing around the car wondering where the nutty driver was who forgot to put the emergency brake on. Dogs and kids are something else.See More

      September 28, 2009 at 1:41pm · LikeUnlike
    • Kathy, you’re doing such a good job! We all know that these things only happen when the guys are away, right? I have an idea – when this is over, you can turn your blogs into a book about surviving deployments. It would be a hit!

      September 28, 2009 at 2:08pm · LikeUnlike
    • Ah, I hope your van treats you better this week!

      September 28, 2009 at 2:26pm · LikeUnlike
    • Kathy James Morris Okay, Nancy, now your story made me laugh! Thanks guys…you know I love all the comments!

      September 28, 2009 at 3:18pm · LikeUnlike
    • David James

      So, for the record; Get a spare key and put i on a magnet key hider and stick it under the van. 2nd, write down all your oil filter and # of quarts of oil. 3rd, your dogs probably don’t need to hang their heads out the window, and maye some treats in the glove box for rare incidents will help, just teach them a magic word like ‘treat’ and they’ll always come back. 4th, crying will always get a man to help you, so keep that trick handy. 5th, you can survive anything, cause you are awesome! I wish my days were half as exciting. I don’t think anyone wants to hear about how I cleaned off pornographic spam from a computer or talked someone out of throwing their laptop out a window.See More

      September 28, 2009 at 5:28pm · LikeUnlike
    • Christopher Wayne Sumpter ‎”I don’t even have time to get embarrassed, this stuff just happens so fast!”

      I love it!

      September 28, 2009 at 5:57pm · LikeUnlike
    • Kathy: I know it’s hard but you make it sound so funny, and your kid’s are awesome.keep your blog going!

      September 28, 2009 at 7:18pm · LikeUnlike
    • Melissa Clay Worthy Boy did I ever need that laugh. I’m so sorry it was at your expense, but thanks for sharing. I do hope that you have now made a spare key and left it in your purse or in the hide-a-rock. Have a great day and remember, it could have been worse. 🙂

      September 28, 2009 at 8:53pm · LikeUnlike
    • Jeanette Obando Thanks for the laughs!!! It makes my week brighter after having a bad last week!

      September 29, 2009 at 1:55am · LikeUnlike
    • Sharon Knierim Rotz What a story! Make sure you keep these for future laughs!

      September 29, 2009 at 10:19am · LikeUnlike
    • Cindy Reinholt We’ll keep the prayers coming your way. You keep the stories coming ours. Priceless. You crack me up. However I’m sure there was no laughter happening during the incidents. Hopefully by the time you get it all written down, you can enjoy a good laugh, too! We could all benefit from the Jesus habits book!

      September 29, 2009 at 10:45am · LikeUnlike
    • Great blog!! You are doing a great job, and being able to laugh at yourself and your circumstances is so important! I am convinced that God does have a sense of humor, but remember that He doesn’t give us anything we can’t handle!

      September 29, 2009 at 10:58am · LikeUnlike
    • Christina Irvine- Stapleton I love you so much! Thanks for sharing your life with us and being so open and honest. I definitely got some laughs out of this. Praying for you! I’m here for you ANY time! Call me 🙂

      September 29, 2009 at 11:22am · LikeUnlike
    • Allie Caton Bestwick oh my gosh I LOVE YOUR BLOG babe! you’re a good, witty and funny writer. makes me miss you blondie!!!!!!! 😉 all the stories were great. you’re life is anything but pathetic. we both have 5 kids it sounds like! hang in there. you’re doing great!!!! how long til earl gets back again?????? 😉

      September 29, 2009 at 12:06pm · LikeUnlike
    • Doris Quigley You are a hoot! And what a trooper! I am very proud of you, girl. God is, too, I am sure. Keep these great blogs coming. You bring smiles to many through them as you also make us realize how very much you need to rely on God and our prayers during this time Earl is away. Love you.

      September 29, 2009 at 12:55pm · LikeUnlike
    • Rick Tucker Oh my gosh, of course you made me laugh. I’m not even going to lecture you about Princess. Hang in there and our prayers are with you. Love, Heidi

      September 29, 2009 at 1:40pm · LikeUnlike
    • Julia E. Clay-Hamm First and foremost young lady…you DO NOT have a pathetic life! You are more in control than you even realize. There are some women who couldn’t even cope with what you’re doing with their husbands HOME!! So give yourself a “Paul Hamm HIGH FIVE” Way to go kathy!!

      September 29, 2009 at 3:56pm · LikeUnlike
    • Barbara Meurer Van Horne Kathy, you are a SUPER Mom and can handle anything that comes your way!

      September 30, 2009 at 3:21pm · LikeUnlike
    • Beth James Demorest Seriously, what do we say? Did you hear our story that involves the dog, a metal bat, seizures, and me praying out in the rain???? Call me!

      October 2, 2009 at 1:58pm · LikeUnlike
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