Monday, January 11, 2010


So the past few Sundays I have been giving my husband this lecture on going to church. I start out with the line "I have made an executive decision, We are not going to miss church anymore." I go on and on and then I get into the part about how if we want blessings that we need to get up and get going and all that jazz.
Well this Sunday wasn't any different. We got to church, made it through the whole thing. Got out to the car. Put the key in and nothing. The battery was dead. I have been having a little bit of a car issue lately. I had to have my doors all fixed and then that led to the light and the dinger not turning off ever. Well, I guess the light had decided to come on while we were in church.
My dear husband decided to walk home and get his truck to come and jump us. We only live about 5 blocks away so don't be feeling to bad. I guess he got home to find that his truck had a dead battery. Lucky for us (maybe that is not quite the right term) my grandma lives in an apartment attached to our house. She is in Califonia visiting my uncle for a month. Brandon ran over and got her keys to borrow her car. Any of you that have seen my hubby know that he is quite a large guy. Especially compared to my smallish grandma. So when he climbed in her car he hit his head on her garage door opener. He didn't realize what he had hit his head on. He continued to back out of the garage and of course the garage door was going down from the head hitting. So the back of grandmas car is now missing the fin and has some nice scratches up the trunk. The garage door is nice and rounded and had to be put back on track. Lucky for us it does go up and down now and doesn't look to bad after some banging.
He did finally make it back to get us at the church. Luckily it wasn't too cold and no one noticed us (the mechanics family) sitting in our car that was not running. The first words out of his mouth were. "What about all those blessings for going to church!" Pictures to follow


Bonny said...

sounds like you're definitely being tested. what a crazy day!

Wilkinson Family said...

WOW, just tell him it's all those missed Sundays being made up for :) Oh okay don't tell him that! The blessings are, you live close to the church, you had somewhere warm to wait it out, you had your Grandma's car or if all else fails your parents do live right across the street...GOOD LUCK, hope the rest of the Sundays go better!

Heidi said...

Ha! Keep it up though. :)

Carrot Jello said...

Good for you :)
Seriously, sometimes it seems as if things get harder when you try to do the right thing.
Well, it doesn't seem that way, it IS that way.
Keep on going!
I had to do that with my husband.