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Guess My Little Projects Can Wait

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Harrisburg just named the seventh victim who after a week in the hospital has just died of his injuries.  The loss of lives is just so sad.  Henryville, Indiana, and the surrounding communities have been on my heart as well.  Forty people have been counted dead.  Little Angel’s story perhaps the saddest of all:  Mom, Dad, three children.

The video by the young man in Henryville was just scary.  I can’t imagine the energy from not one but at least two big tornadoes.

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getting ready to rebuild

So my home improvement projects seem rather trivial in the face of this kind of devastation.  One of the carpenters from our area was only gone about an hour or so to give the estimates on the repair for several homes.  When asked why he was back so quickly, he stated “they don’t need carpenters; they need bulldozers.”

They are starting from scratch while I am just scratching at my surface to give it the attention it needs.  Attention that can sit on the back burner until those who have no home can spare a carpenter.

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Scaring Darla… Again

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It’s just sooo easy!  She’s such a scaredy cat!  Saturday we went by Keely’s to pick up the grandgirls.  On the porch was a rubber snake… which scared her!  Jack went to pick it up, and Dar starts begging, “Please don’t throw it on me.”  He was only going to move it away from her, but she had already jumped up off the swing and hurried out to the yard.  Poor girl.  It took all my willpower to keep from throwing it on her!  But I didn’t.

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I am such a good sister.

The time at the mall, though, I did have to laugh so hard my belly hurt.  Dar and I and some other family members (can’t remember now who all went) were standing just inside a store in the mall by the front window displays.  We were all talking, and Dar starts calling my name in this weird voice.  I turn to look at her, and she is staring at the mannequins while she is trying to get our attention with her arm extended to touch us.  She couldn’t touch us because she was mesmerized with fear and couldn’t look away from the mannequins long enough to see where we were.  Just flapping her hand behind her in our general direction.

She said, “That mannequin moved its hand.”  Say what?  We all stood there and looked at the  mannequins on display.

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None of them were moving anything.  So Dar keeps on trying to convince us as she is staring fearfully at the display.  “That mannequin moved its hand!”  Uh-huh, we believe that.

About that time the mannequin lifted it’s hand off the shoulder of the one beside it and did a little wave, then put it’s hand back down.  I think, maybe, we all could have screamed.  I can’t recall right now.  But I do remember the group of four or so college-age kids standing outside the window dying laughing.  And, finally, the “mannequin” couldn’t stand it any longer either.  He also started laughing.

It was great!  Dar gave them a great time that day, and they gave us one.  We have laughed about that ever since, and that was years ago.