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Friday, March 19, 2010

Country Charm - Kinks

What would we all do with ourselves - if we could wake up one morning to lives never having one single - not even the slightest - hiccup?

For me - the mere thought - literally - gives me goose bumps.  Seriously !  Especially after this morning.

I opened my eyes and put my glasses on before seeing the time posted on the cable television box - 6:30am.  Instantly - electricity runs through my body - which sets off every nerve in my mouth - and voice box.

Following that - a domino effect.  The stream of jolt transfers to Dwayne.

I don’t know.  It initiated such a totally different effect on him - enough that it almost pissed me off!  Only a few - quiet chirps - half words - gibberish - I dunno.  Mellow mumbles!  Yes!  That’s what they were.

But I do have to give props to the man.  His animation was something I would never be able to compete with!

We jumped out of bed and went nuts.  All I could get out of my voice was - “ Find your phone Call Jay ! “  And in between all the mumbles and running around like some chicken with its head cut off - Dwayne kept spurting out “ Darrell didn’t call me ! “

Not sure about that one.  This is not La Quinta Motor Inn.

I made it to the kitchen - only to find things going - blink - in the night.  Clocks on the microwave and stove were blinking.  And the real pisser - no lights - on the right side coffee pot. 

Not a good thing for anyone waking up at 3:30 every morning to get Hubby out the door by 4:30am.  But I started the coffee pot - regardless.

Or - so I thought I did.

The coffee was already made.  The clock on the pot was lit up when I first walked into the kitchen.  But - the little arms for the time piece were not showing.  That’s when I knew - for sure - that our power had gone out.  ( I hate having to reset that darn thing ! ) Yet - the coffee was already made.  Hmmm….

Apparently - we’d had a power surge - or - a short outage for a couple minutes - after ( Thank you, God ! ) - the coffee was made.

Only thing left to do in the press - get somebody to answer their phone!  Stan’s lucky number must be 7!  Or - would that one be Dwayne’s?

Either way - we survived and Dwayne made it out the door with lunch and everything else - despite this being a morning when a puppy going through post-surgery - of all days - decides to threaten to yank your every last nerve until you go nuts - if you don’t move the baby gate out of her way.

The benefit in this crazy situation - I get to start supper a little later!  Dwayne will hang over at work to make up the time.

This is supposed to be our Friday.  You’d think it was Monday.


2 comments:

Tammy Renee' Cupp said...

Here's hoping tomorrow begins better for you! I think an angel made your coffee for you! ;-)

Deb said...

Oh boy, this almost makes me thankful for DH's dissability. *giggle* I hated those mornings when we had to get up and going early...and it's especially bad if we were running late. A jolt like that first thing upon waking always left me with a bad feeling all day.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Country Charm - Kinks

What would we all do with ourselves - if we could wake up one morning to lives never having one single - not even the slightest - hiccup?

For me - the mere thought - literally - gives me goose bumps.  Seriously !  Especially after this morning.

I opened my eyes and put my glasses on before seeing the time posted on the cable television box - 6:30am.  Instantly - electricity runs through my body - which sets off every nerve in my mouth - and voice box.

Following that - a domino effect.  The stream of jolt transfers to Dwayne.

I don’t know.  It initiated such a totally different effect on him - enough that it almost pissed me off!  Only a few - quiet chirps - half words - gibberish - I dunno.  Mellow mumbles!  Yes!  That’s what they were.

But I do have to give props to the man.  His animation was something I would never be able to compete with!

We jumped out of bed and went nuts.  All I could get out of my voice was - “ Find your phone Call Jay ! “  And in between all the mumbles and running around like some chicken with its head cut off - Dwayne kept spurting out “ Darrell didn’t call me ! “

Not sure about that one.  This is not La Quinta Motor Inn.

I made it to the kitchen - only to find things going - blink - in the night.  Clocks on the microwave and stove were blinking.  And the real pisser - no lights - on the right side coffee pot. 

Not a good thing for anyone waking up at 3:30 every morning to get Hubby out the door by 4:30am.  But I started the coffee pot - regardless.

Or - so I thought I did.

The coffee was already made.  The clock on the pot was lit up when I first walked into the kitchen.  But - the little arms for the time piece were not showing.  That’s when I knew - for sure - that our power had gone out.  ( I hate having to reset that darn thing ! ) Yet - the coffee was already made.  Hmmm….

Apparently - we’d had a power surge - or - a short outage for a couple minutes - after ( Thank you, God ! ) - the coffee was made.

Only thing left to do in the press - get somebody to answer their phone!  Stan’s lucky number must be 7!  Or - would that one be Dwayne’s?

Either way - we survived and Dwayne made it out the door with lunch and everything else - despite this being a morning when a puppy going through post-surgery - of all days - decides to threaten to yank your every last nerve until you go nuts - if you don’t move the baby gate out of her way.

The benefit in this crazy situation - I get to start supper a little later!  Dwayne will hang over at work to make up the time.

This is supposed to be our Friday.  You’d think it was Monday.


2 comments:

Tammy Renee' Cupp said...

Here's hoping tomorrow begins better for you! I think an angel made your coffee for you! ;-)

Deb said...

Oh boy, this almost makes me thankful for DH's dissability. *giggle* I hated those mornings when we had to get up and going early...and it's especially bad if we were running late. A jolt like that first thing upon waking always left me with a bad feeling all day.