Posts Tagged ‘cold’

A Reader Will Read No Matter What!

May 27, 2010

I have not been feeling well for over a week now… stiffly nose, sore throat, annoying cough, weariness and general lethargy.  If that isn’t bad news on its own, I don’t have a quality piece of literature to take me away from the here and now!  Of course, I’m still reading, but nothing that grabs my interest and sucks me in while hours dissipate.  Oh, for an orphan story of rags to royalty and lost parents to found love…. on the docks in a new country…. ….. …. 

As you may or may not know, I’ll be teaching History of Arizona next school year and I’m searching for biographies for the high schoolers to report on.  I proof them all first, so as not to assign steamy wagon stories of lust gone bad on the lonely, dusty trail in the desert.  I’m currently speed reading These Is My Words, a collection of diary entries from a pioneer woman.  Thez onlee sew much badd gramer n spellin’ I ken tak in won sittin’.  Good grief.  The stories are thought provoking, but as a English-loving teacher, I don’t think I can assign this book in its entirty to anyone who may mention my name in association with the book.  Maybe I’ll read excerpts to the class for brainstorming journal writing ideas. 

Bulletproof George Washington is the other book I’m making my way through.  It’s a short read and if I was not incapacitated it would sincerely be an hour-long at most.  But I’m on day three.  I have to put the book down to blow my nose…. I may have above average manual dexterity, but I cannot blow my nose singlehandedly.  History books of REAL history that has been systematically removed from government text books and encyclopedias makes me want to shout for joy… and proclaim the truth from the roof top.   (I’m not sure I could get up on our roof, however….)  This book is written from five or six different sources with genuine stories of God’s hand of guidance and protection on our country’s first President. And God, himself, is even mentioned in the pages for all to see!   The book discusses daily happenings in young George’s life that are not common knowledge thanks to our liberal school systems. My kids will be reading this when we study American History… next school year… 2011-2012.

My name is at the top of the Reserved list at the library for two new books that are on order…. one from one of my favorite authors, Allison Pittman titled The Bridegrooms.  I’ve read everything Ms. Pittman has published and have not been disappointed yet.  Her books make me giggle out loud…. GOL.  The other is Her Mother’s Hope by Francine Rivers.  Francine has caught and held my interest in the past, but has also let me down a few times…. I’m hoping with all hope for Her Mother’s Hope to be a keeper.  I pray at least one of these comes in before we head away on a two-week road trip!

    

And can I just make a plug for Cepocal?  It is by far the best cough drop on the market!  Really!

Stray Rock, my foot!

May 16, 2010

Bullet hole through glass.

Last night I was reminded of an interesting story from our not-so-distant past that I have never shared here on MSJ.  We were house sitting for my parents, enjoying their large home, TV and swimming pool, and all was well.  Or so we thought.  I had a bad cold at the time and preferred to be heavily medicated at bedtime, so as not to awake 403 times during the night.  In the dark of the night, a VERY loud blast caused my husband to jump out of bed and yell something.  I had earplugs in, so I didn’t understand him.  Plus I was drugged… and happy about it.

The lights flicked on and I was realizing quickly that something had excited my dear husband.  Upon the removal of earplugs, he proceeded to tell me that something came through the window right across from his head.  After some detective work, we found two holes in the double-paned window, a hole in the wooden blinds and shards of glass and wood all over the carpet.  The holes were all about 3/4″ round.  This was not a stray thrown rock…. it was a bullet! I watched enough Perry Mason episodes to know a bullet from a rock!

Being still heavily under the influence of NyQuil, I went to the family room and fell asleep on the couch.  Rick called the police and they said they would come and see in daylight.  The next day we searched the floor in the bedroom and found a bullet slug!  Now, my parents lived in a nice neighborhood!  Nice homes with nice people!  This is not downtown Phoenix I’m talking about.  This is a Lexus, Shih Tzu, swimming pool, diamond tennis bracelet neighborhood.

The slug was found approximately 12 feet in the other direction from the entry holes in the window and blind.  We figured out from the angle of the holes that the bullet would have hit Rick in the head, if it hadn’t been for an industrial strength wrought iron bedside table that deflected the shot.  I was in awe of God’s protection

The police figured it was a stray shot from the mountain preserve next to my parent’s home.  I wondered why anyone would be in the mountain preserve in the middle of the night.  There’s cactus, coyotes, javelina and bobcats up there.  It seemed more likely to me that it was shot from a car passing by from the street adjacent to the side yard. 

Anyway, the windows were replaced as well as the slat for the blind.  No one died.  The carpet was vacuumed.  And we are still saying our prayers before bedtime!  Sweet dreams!