Sunday, January 17, 2009

This morning we went to the grocery store to get some more of the foods I can have on the Weight Watchers eating plan, and like always happens, a little old lady parked her cart on one side of the aisle, then went to the other side of the aisle to look at what she was seeking. She piddled and piddled and piddled, and I did what I normally do, and said to her, as I pushed her cart a little, "I'm just going to move your buggy over just a little", and she went nuts! "No, my cart, my cart", and I said, "Well, you're blocking and my husband is trying to get by". Why do people get so insensitive as to put their cart on the other side of the aisle than the one they are on, instead of the same side of the aisle?!? If she was scared about her purse, then she wouldn't have had her back to her cart, so she was just being a road hog. I have to assume she drives like that, too. It was very irritating. People are really uncaring about how they drive, walk, etc., and it's everywhere.

Yesterday was the Memorial talk for my friend, Carol Battle. It was at the Spanish Kingdom Hall on Winchester Road, and I met Tammy, and her daughter Aubree', and Aubree's friend, Carly Silvernail, and then we drove both vehicles to the Memorial, because she had to go drop the girls off after the service, and then take Arik to work. It was very interesting, because Brother Alton Williams gave the talk, and he said at the outset that he was going to talk in English, then translate in Spanish, because it was at the Spanish Hall, and yet there were so many English speakers there. It was the only Memorial talk I've ever seen where there were about 6 rows down the middle saved for family, then the immediate family and the other relatives came in when the speaker went to the podium, and then they left when the talk was over, and everyone else was asked to stay seated while they left the building, then sere invited to go to a reception at the Richard Showers Center about 5 minutes away where they could visit with the family. It works, but it was different. Tammy and the girls and I sat together. Tammy, Aubree'and Carly are all beautiful. I wasn't able to get pictures like I hoped. I was running late. The neighbor came over just as I was getting dressed, and told me he had a problem, and thought he needed to call the police. He said his wife told him there was a man looking through their fence into the house at her, and it scared her. Now, Angeles is a little tiny girl, and might weigh 100 lbs., soaking wet, and she has 2 year old twin girls, and a year old girl. She is home by herself with those babies all day, and has a reason to be scared. So, he came to ask for help. He said that when he walked back there with his pit bull, the man started saying, "no, no, no", and then asked if the dog bites, and Nahm told him yes. He described the man to me, and I told him to call the police and make a report in case the man came into his yard and got bit, or in case the man came into his house, either way it would be on record that he called, and that the man was unwanted. I told him that last week when I had my police radio on at work, that several officers were looking for a man of the same description, wearing the same red sweatsuit, right behind our house on the next street. So he called, and then handed me the phone, and the 911 operator said since the man was already gone, she would give me the Alternate Response (AR) number, to call and make a report. I told her this wouldn't work, because since he didn't speak very clear English that the officer would likely have trouble understanding him, and that I was going to have to leave shortly for the funeral of one of our Public Safety Aides, and wouldn't be around to translate more than about a half hour. She sent two officers, one of which speaks Spanish, and we got a miscellaneous report made. So, I was running late to the Memorial Talk. I called Tammy to tell her, and she was already at my office waiting for me. So, we had no time to take pictures, and it wasn't appropriate once we got inside. I will have to get pictures later. Tammy and I am going to go to lunch one day this week.

Maybe tomorrow will be better than the last couple of days. I have to do some heavy duty cleaning tomorrow. Did laundry today, and cooked for some of the meals next week. I actually got pretty close to Grandma Bentley's recipe for chicken fried rice. It was GOOD. I am so pleased. It doesn't taste the same, but it reminds me of hers.