May 8, 2003
Life's Boring
Hi
I hope you have a great Mothers Day. We will be going to Del Puerto
again for a roundup. I heard Dave's Birthday was a lot of fun. We had a
very exciting weekend here too. Saturday was suppose to be a pull in
Riverdale but it was canceled because of rain. So I went to my God
Daughters first Communion. We had a good time wished I was up with you
guys. On Sunday I got to tow the gooseneck with the tractors to Los
Banos. The goose neck is a lot different to tow than our fifth wheel.
But I got there and back without an incident. The 15th I have to take
the tractors to Chowchilla for a pull. That should be fun.
Well
let me fill you in on the life and times of our Family. It started on
Friday April 25th. I was sound asleep. ( I wear ear plugs and a black
mask) The Phone rings twice and so I pick it up. GUESS WHO? The Nxxxx
Police Dept. I'm thinking great which kid do they have? They caught me
completely off guard when they say that someone from our house made a
911 call and that there were 50+ kids in the front yard fighting. Of
course me still trying to figure out what was going on said "HUH" again
she said in a louder voice ( I think she thought I was drunk) LADY THIS
IS THE Nxxxxx POLICE DEPARTMENT. WE GOT A 911 CALL FROM THIS NUMBER
ABOUT KIDS FIGHTING IN THE FRONT OF THE HOUSE. I said my house wow let
me check. Lady you don't want to go out there if they are still
fighting you might get hurt. I told that there was NO way they would
hurt me, She should worry about me hurting someone. So I walked out in
the front yard and believe it or not there were a whole lot of kids out
there but they were all getting in their cars and leaving. So I went
back to the phone and told her that the kids are leaving. She said that
the cruisers would be there soon to make sure they all left. After I
hung up with the delightful dispatcher at 911, I walked in Sam's room
and woke him up. I asked him if he had called 911. He said YES. Then
why didn't you answer the phone. (He fell back to sleep) I asked him
why he called. He said that down the street they were having a big
party and they were on his trailer in the front yard and had thrown off
the tires and chains that he had up there. He went outside to tell the
dummies to get off the trailer and a whole group of them said they were
going to kick his ass. Since he was slightly out numbered and
completely sober he went into the house and instead of getting the gun
he called 911. Then he called Scarlett and told her to get away from
the party because the cops were coming. Then he fell back asleep and
that's when I got the phone call.
Then on Saturday night April
26th Mike and Sam are trying to fix the trailer ( The tires keep
blowing out ) they are doing this at about 10:00 at night. Sam comes
running in the house screaming mom mom mom oh oh oh shit this hurts and
then he moans. I am in bed and I get up just in time to see him grab
his ring finger on his left hand give it a jerk then scream and then
pass out. I go running to him as he is coming to and he has blood all
over his finger the nail is purple and its 4x the normal size. It took
him a good 10 min. before he could talk to me to tell me what happened.
Which I had a good idea; he smashed it. He crunched the finger really
bad. But he wouldn't go to emergency because he had to finish fixing
the trailer. Sunday they got up at 4:00 am to go to a tractor pull in
Half Moon Bay. Sam said his finger throbbed all day and he was in a lot
of pain. That night coming home the pickup acted up and they had to do
some work on it. Mike called when the got in town and told me to meet
Sam at Di's house and take him to emergency because of his finger.
Soooo being the good mother that I am (don't spit out your wine) I met
them there and Sam got in the car. He said take me home I have a
softball game in 40 minutes. I said wait I'm taking you to the doctor.
He said NO WAY he wants to play ball. I said fine if your finger falls
off or you get blood poisoning or gangrene don't come crying to me. So
he has been soaking it everynight to clean it out. He drilled a hole in
the nail to take care of the pressure, and he squeezes it 2x's a day to
get the blood and pus out. (gross) He said if it's broken and they cast
it or put a splint on it he won't be able to work with it on and would
just cut it off. And if the bone was shattered and they had to operate
he would be out of work and they are right in the middle of a busy time
so he will take his chances. And if he loses the finger he still has 9
more. kids.
Scarlett has not been home much. We see her every
couple of days if we are lucky. She can't even keep her work schedule
straight. She was 2 hours early one day and 2 hours late the next. We
are still trying to figure out what the insurance company is doing.
instead of it going up because of the accident it went down $10.00.
Maybe they will catch up to her.
Jim is driving me crazy. Why
is it that the youngest one is a pain, they are never happy and always
want something. He is doing better at school. He is driving Mich's
tractor in the tractor pulls and is in first place. He is on cloud
nine. He also tried to get a bird with his BB gun and shot out a car
window.
Mom is doing fine this weekend she has to go to Oakland for a board meeting.
Mike
is off this week and is trying to put up fan's in the patio. He has had
to call Ron 2x's and has blown every breaker in the house and he can't
see to put the wires together or the screws in or even to read the
instructions. So I guess I am putting up the ceiling fans in the patio;
he is just there cussing at everything because he shocks the shit out
of himself and blows breakers. I just have to hold out until Tues when
he goes back to work.
The dogs have not mauled any other dogs
in the neighborhood because we tie Bert to a PVC Pipe thats 4 feet long
and 4 inches dia. as long as he has some resistance he will not leave
the yard. Mike is not taking any chances on having to pay for someone
else's dog. (Thank God the owner of the chihuahua didn't see what our
dogs did to it) 2 pieces.
Well there's my life for the last two weeks pretty boring. When there is some real excitement I'll let you know
Love to all Denise