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So, Toto…

August 8, 2011

…we aren’t in Kansas anymore. Nope, we are in the middle of Missouri. Hilly, wonderful, tornadic (I made this word up) Missouri.

Let’s start from the beginning…

I “surprised” my Dad with a housewarming party in St. Louis this past weekend. We hit the road early Sunday afternoon, and were supposed to be rolling in around 5 (central standard time, of course).

We were a little more than half -way home, and were just driving by Sedalia. We could tell we were driving in to a storm…

All of a sudden, out of nowhere, a HUGE gust of wind almost knocked everyone off the road. We were driving and suddenly noticed the trees to our left and right were almost bending over. Bryan was just about to point out a tree that was going sideways when the wind just railed us! It was especially scary because we were right by a semi, also fighting for control.

So we did the smart-person move and pulled over at what we thought was a gas station. It was actually a fireworks place that also just happened to sell gasoline, too… ummmm, yeah.

Image Source: You’re Doing It Wrong!

Once we pulled over, we noticed the place was a giant warehouse… you could hear the rain as loudly as if you were outside! We ran inside (there was literally nowhere else to go…other than a ditch), Lily in tow, and saw  that everyone else and their brother pulled over there, too.

A man yelled, “join the party!” as he held open the door for us to get inside. That was quite nice of him. What happened next? Yeah, that was not so nice.

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About five minutes into being there and listening to the pounding rain, the attendant announces that if the electricity goes out, everyone has to leave. Store policy. Cue blackout.

Luckily, the lights popped back on…then shut back off…then turned back on. I had decided after that first blackout that she was going to be dragging me out. I was just going to trance on out of there in a severe thunderstorm (hail included!), with my 8-month old–all because the lights went out and that was “store policy”?! Ah, hell nah. 

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Since I was trying to keep from freaking out after the three mini power-outages, I started walking around letting Lily flirt with people as I chatted them up.

Anyway, if you can’t tell… Lily has no problem flirting.

I walked up to one little crowd as a Dad was telling his prepubescent girls (one of them informed me she wanted to get pink streaks in her hair) that a semi had gotten picked up by a strong gust of wind and flipped over I-70 W. After searching around online, I can’t seem to validate that claim, but I can tell you that these storms caused power outages for for 50,000 in the Kansas City area! 

Another girl I chatted with said she’d tag-team the fireworks attendant with me if she tried to kick us out. 🙂

Anyway, after about fifteen minutes and two diaper changes, there was a break in the storm and people started leaving. We got back on the highway and were heading toward bright skies and sunny futures when all of a sudden all of the traffic stopped moving. It stopped moving for so long that people were physically getting out of their cars to look:

The above pictures I actually took while we were stopped on I-70. Even though I overheard that guy saying parts of the highway were closed, it didn’t click that was the way WE were going, until we were stopped. There were multiple police cars parked on different parts of the road, but by the time we were moving again, I couldn’t see what had happened. I guess it will remain a mystery.

Anyway, it was smooth sailing the rest of the trip home…until we walked into the apartment…

You’ll never guess what we came home to… A POWER OUTAGE! Yay? So since we were stripped of our electronics and internetz, we grabbed a flashlight and decided to go rogue and use one of those ancient free things called a phone book to call our power company.

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Well…apparently since there are 50,000+ people with power out, KCP&L has opted for automated answering services…on all of their lines. So, day 2 without power–w00!

Apparently, storms like to follow me around wherever I go. Here’s another mini-story before I end this post:

This kind of reminds me that one time last month when the water patrol had to “rescue” a Mom, tornado sirens went off, the sunscreen ran out, oh… and when people left looking like this:

Mmmm…juicy.

Anyway, that night we ended by us abandoning our tent because the tornado sirens went off and there was a lightning show on our campground. I don’t think I’ll ever figure out what happened to that tent.

Well…see you next time!

~Christine

I feel ya, Mary.

Image: Of Course We Talk

iLost my iPhone and iGot it back…

March 24, 2011

Here’s the story, since I’ve had many-a-comment asking me what the heck happened.  I lost my phone Tuesday a little after noon. I figured I had just left it at home. Upon arriving home and looking for it at the last place I swore I had it, I was sent in a searching spree. It wasn’t in the kitchen, wasn’t in my room, wasn’t in living room–wasn’t even in a hot chocolate box (yeah,  I found it there once).

You can get one for yourself, here.

The next day Mom called the AT&T store on her way home from work. She asked the person if there had been any outgoing phone calls since noon the day before. The AT&T rep, apparently a n00b, says yes. We deactivate my phone. Then I chime in, “Well, can he tell us the numbers that were called?”

Here’s my first AT&T Representative. Doesn’t look like he knows what he’s doing, does he?

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I call back and a different rep. answers. He walks me through how to set up an online account to check the outgoing/incoming call activity. After twenty minutes on my almost-dial-up home connection, I have an account. But guess what? It takes 2-5 days for most recent activity to show up. Sigh.

So… I call again. And representin’ women power, this time around I find a woman rep. who actually helps. She says there were no outgoing calls–only incoming. She re-activates my phone. THEN, she says there’s a way to track your iPhone, even if you have nothing installed on your iPhone before you’ve lost it.

That third AT&T Rep had my back!

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It’s called AT&T Family Map, and it’s actually a sneaky way for parents to stalk their children. First month is free.  I signed up and lo-and-behold! It showed my phone was on a boat dock about fifteen miles from my house! It said the accuracy was within 1.3 miles. HA! So there was an iPhone thief on my hands!

So my mother, brother and I decide to be straight up gangstas. We’re gonna go catch that phone-nabbin’ thief! I mean, just look at us–we’re scary, right?

Thugs.

So we hop in the van and are on our way! Pretty much as soon as we hit gravel we knew we were in for an off-road adventure. Next come the “DO NOT ENTER”, “PRIVATE PROPERTY” signs. Then…we hit the trailer park. A really, really janky, scary-looking trailer park.

We are only momentarily deterred, however, for THERE! Lo and behold, just like on the map, is the DOCK! The dock with the alleged thief! We park the van, walk down to the dock (very bravely, I might add) and have Mom call the phone. We’re looking all over this dock, in the boats, anywhere! No such luck. Don’t hear a thing.

We then have Jacob look up the phone’s location again on his iPhone. It gave us a specific address this time. So back in the van–it’s trailer number 30. We drive up the rows of trailers… 14, 15, 31, 16… wait. Yeah, there was a misnumbered one. We joked that he moved because he figured out number 30 was a thief, too.

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We finally find 30 after turning around and heading back. Mom is too much of a pansy to knock herself, so me with my pro-knocking-on-people’s-doors-to-get-interviews self does it. Well, I try to, before my mother interjects with, “Wait, Christine! Don’t get out yet! Let me turn the van around in-case we have to make a run for it!”

I finally get out of the van, I’m trying to act tough, even though I know Jacob is laughing at me. I knock on the door, put my hands on my hips, and wait for a response. No one answers. I look through the window. I knock again. By this time, three people have come out to survey what’s going on. I signal for Mom to call the phone, she does so. I don’t hear it.

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When I get back in the car, she’s going, “Hello?”

Apparently, someone answered.

“Yes, I believe you have my daughter’s phone. We GPS’d it and we’re outside now.”

We were at the wrong house.

We were on the wrong street.

We were even in the wrong neighborhood.

My phone was located half mile from my house.

We canceled AT&T’s Family Map before we even got home.

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So what exactly DID happen to my phone? Well, here’s where it gets rather amusing. I apparently left it on top of my car and drove down the road. You see, Dad asked me to empty the cooler, so I set my phone on top of my car while I did that. I also poured the water on my foot, this for which he made fun of me. I then, consequently, forgot about my phone and drove down the road.

The lady just happened to be checking her mail when Mom called. She saw something light up in the grass by her mailbox. She answered. Thank God!

My case was gone, it must have shattered when my phone hit the ground, but it saved my phone itself, so I almost feel like building it a little orange iPhone case shrine.

I hope the iGods treat my case well.

Courtesy: Flickr

So, it wasn’t a thief.

It was just me being dumb…and AT&T’s Family Map utterly failing.

Courtesy: PC World

At least Mary Pickford didn’t have to worry about setting her phone on a car and driving away…they all had cords!

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Hey, Baby. What’s Your (New) Sign?

January 14, 2011

The internet has been in a tizzy – some are having panic attacks, while others couldn’t care less. The news? The Zodiac has -gasp- CHANGED! Oh no! The world is crumbling, I can’t see straight and I’m dizzy!

Before you make a pact with your fellow ex-Pisces to just end it all now, let me explain. You are still a Pisces, Aries, Gemini –whatever.

However, before I reveal to you why, let’s meet this cantankerous “new” (not really) constellation: Ophiuchus.

Image  Courtesy: East Bay Astro

Here’s his story – and like all the other zodiacs, he has more than one. I’m just going to stick with this one. The moral of the story is the same as any — don’t piss off a God. If you do, bad things happen. Ask Cassiopeia.

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Once upon a time, there lived a God named Apollo — who knocked up a human. Surprise. She became pregnant… surprise. She began dating someone else and, surprise, Apollo wasn’t too keen on the idea. So, naturally, she was set on fire and the baby was cut out of her.

What? That’s a perfectly natural response.

Anyway, Apollo, out of the goodness of his heart, decided to save his baby. You’ll never guess who it was!

Ophiuchus.

Since he was a demi-God, he possessed powers. He is often associated with snakes because he could ‘shed old skin’ and become new again. More or less – he could grant mere mortals the gift of eternal life. The Gods weren’t happy and Zeus thunderbolted the crap out of him.

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But wait! There’s more!

Apollo raised his son from the dead and he eventually became the God of healing and medicine.

For the other stories associated with Ophiuchus — Time’s article is worth a read.

So now that you know who this Ophiuchus guy is, let’s get to the juicy stuff, shall we?

Why doesn’t my astrology sign change?!

Your sign doesn’t change because we Westerners don’t follow the typical Zodiac chart. This shouldn’t be a surprise, we don’t follow the typical anything…metric system, anyone?

We base ours around the seasons and not the alignment of the stars. If we did, we probably would have gotten the memo that the stars alignment changed, oh, around 3,000 years ago.

If we were 3,000 years old, we’d look pretty nasty…

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Here’s the scoop, and CNN phrased it best (I added the emphasis):

“But before astrology fans scrape the ink from their arms because they think they’re now a Virgo instead of a Libra, they should consider this: If they adhered to the tropical zodiac – which, if they’re a Westerner, they probably did – absolutely nothing has changed for them.

That’s worth rephrasing: If you considered yourself a Cancer under the tropical zodiac last week, you’re still a Cancer under the same zodiac this week.

That’s because the tropical zodiac – which is fixed to seasons, and which Western astrology adheres to – differs from the sidereal zodiac – which is fixed to constellations and is followed more in the East, and is the type of zodiac to which the Star Tribune article ultimately refers.

Two zodiacs. That’s nothing new.”

Ta-dah!

We can all stop freaking out now. At least I don’t have to figure out what to do with the Pisces symbol tattooed on the inside of my lip. Phew.

 

Peace,

–Christine

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Adventures in the Snow…

December 9, 2009

I was singing “let it snow, let it snow, let is snooow!”

Until I was in it. Yes, submerged in the snow in Moberly, Missouri for a live shot. Just how cold was it, you might ask? Well… cold enough to freeze the live truck. So cold, in fact, the live truck is still sitting in Moberly because we could not get the mast down. Here’s how it went down:

1. Missed call around 12:30 a.m.

2. Answered call at 2:38 a.m.

3. Was informed I was going to do a live shot in Moberly.

4. Got up, got dressed, got ready…

5. Drove to Moberly.

6. Proceeded to freeze.

7. Set up live shot equipment with the truck operator, Josh.

8. Couldn’t feel my fingers.

9. Did a live shot around 5 a.m.

10. Lips went numb so I couldn’t say my last name correctly on the air.

11. Lost feeling in my toes.

12. Got reprimanded by salt truck men because we parked in an inconvenient spot for them.

13. Cleaned up all live truck equipment.

14. Re-set up live truck equipment. We realized the live truck mast wouldn’t go back down so we couldn’t move like the MoDOT men asked.

15. Lost the feeling in my face.

16. Tried unsuccessfully two more times to do a live shot, but the frigid temperatures prevented us from having a good audio connection with the station.

17. Died.

18. Was revived.

19. Received class credit.

Sweet.

To watch the chaos, click here. I am the second half – the one about to be blown away.

Have a frosty day – drive carefully!

Meeeeeow…

November 21, 2009

As promised, here is a list of all the current cats we have:

1. Babybun

2. Kat

3. Onyx

4. Clairvoyant

5. Dusty

6. Slinky

7. M-U

8. Tasuki (Taz)

9. Patches

10. Citrus

11. A.C.E. (Attack Cat Extraordinaire)

12. Lisa

13. Twilight (named before the books, thank you)

14. Eclipse

15. Socks

16. Naughty

17. Nice

18. Lump of Coal

19. Sneakers

20. Amelia Pickford

21. Bagheera

22. Tiger

Our 18-year old baby Sylvia passed away the summer of ’09. 😥 At least she was happy and curled up in a blanket by out sunny window when she passed on. She is now in kitty heaven!

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And what good would a blog be without pictures? Yes, you may officially call me a crazy old cat lady now…

1. Babybun

Babybun is my baby! I have had him since I was 7. My Gma even wrote him an ode…I may put that at the end of the post. We got Bunny from my stepbrother. He was keeping some cats at his apartment illegally and when they found out, they were evicted (the cats at least), so we took him!

He's my #1.
He’s my #1.

2. Kat

How we got Kat and Onyx is an interesting story. The day their mother had them, she was hit by a car. We literally raised them from birth! Kat was the runt and Mom wasn’t sure he would make it through the night, but he did and now he is one of our biggest kitties!

Named after my friend, Katherine.
Named after my friend, Katherine.

3. Onyx

Kat’s sister. This picture is when she was just a baby! It is also my favorite stone and a character in a book I have been working on since 8th grade. 🙂

She thought this was the coolest toy!
She thought this was the coolest toy!

4. Clairvoyant

Claire is my cat from college. One night it was storming and my roommate, Jenn, and I heard a meowing in the night. We opened up our sliding glass door and in ran Claire. He just made himself at home and has been part of the family ever since!

He loves boxes!
He loves boxes!

5. Dusty

Dusty is also 18, she is my Grandma’s cat who lives with us! She’s very picky about what she eats and throws a fit if Kat or Onyx get in the room. She protests by going under the bed and pooping. Lovely…

My Grandma's kitty.
My Grandma’s kitty.

6. Slinky

We got Slinky from one of my best friends, Sadie. She didn’t look like she was going to make it, but she is a healthy, beautiful kitten now!

One of our newest babies.
One of our newest babies.

Here is one of my besties, Sadie, who gave Slinky to me!

We've been best friends since we were 5!
We’ve been best friends since we were 5!

7. M-U

We got M-U from one of my little brother’s friends, Dustin. He was moving away with his mom and no longer allowed to keep her. So, of course, we took her in. She and Slinky are best friends.

It stands for Mizzou!

Here is a picture of Jacob, my little brother.

Always the charming one…

8. Tasuki (Taz)

I named Taz back when I was into this anime/manga series, Fushigi Yuugi. He was one of the main characters on the show.

Here is a picture of Tasuki the character and Tasuki the cat…

Tasuki the Fushigi Yuugi charcter and Tasuki our kitty!
Tasuki the Fushigi Yuugi charcter and Tasuki our kitty!

9. Patches

Patches is the brother of another one of kitties we lost to a car accident. His name was Boots. Patches had kittens with Eclipse (Twilight, Sneakers and Socks). Socks was named after Patches brother, Boots, as they look identical!

We rescued Patches and his siblings from a flea-infested house.
We rescued Patches and his siblings from a flea-infested house.

10. Citrus

Citrus is Patches’ arch nemesis for whatever reason. We found him by a dumpster at Rick’s C-Store here at the Lake. Another little kid was trying to coo him into the car, but he ran. When I tried, he came right to me and curled up in my lap!

Mom calls him our little "Junk Yard" kitty
Mom calls him our little “Junk Yard” kitty

11. A.C.E. (Attack Cat Extraordinaire)

ACE is my Mom’s baby, she likes to “hold him like a baby”, where she curls him on his back and cradles him like a small child. The crazy thing? He loves it!

Mom holding Ace like "a baby".
Mom holding Ace like “a baby”.

12. Lisa

Lisa came from my old friend Shelby. She plead her case to my mother…they were moving and her Mom was either going to just leave them there or take them to the pound. We couldn’t let that happen…so lovely Lisa became our own!

Lisa was hit by a car and survived!
Lisa was hit by a car and survived!

13. Twilight (named before the books, thank you)

Twilight is a sweet, slinky (and fast!) kitty. He is one of Eclipse’s sons.

14. Eclipse

Eclipse is the big mama of Socks, Sneakers, Twilight, Lump of Coal, Naughty and Nice. Then we got her spaid.

Jacob affectionately named her “Queen Latifah”.

15. Socks

Socks came to us from Eclipse and Patches. He was named after Patches brother, Boots, who looks just like him! Boots is on the left, Socks is on the right. Our little Bootsie passed away when he was hit by a car. They didn’t even stop. 😥

Boots, "Socks' Uncle", is on the left.  Socks in on the right.
Boots, “Socks’ Uncle”, is on the left. Socks in on the right.

16. Naughty

Naughty is one of Eclipse’s sons, he and the next two are more ‘garage’ cats and they are hard to snap pictures of! He is tiger striped like Patches.

17. Nice

Nice is one of Eclipse’s daughters. She is also tiger striped.

18. Lump of Coal

Coal is black and white, he got his coat from his mama, Eclipse.

19. Sneakers

Sneakers is Socks’ brother. He looks more like his papa, Patches.

Socks' brother and Patches son.
Socks’ brother and Patches son.

20. Amelia Pickford
Amelia is the second cat that goes to college with me. She was born on April 20, 2009. She is one of the cutest kittens I have ever seen and poses in the most un-cat like poses I’ve ever seen! She also likes to climb into anything she can fit!

21. Bagheera

Named after the black panther from Disney’s The Jungle Book (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J0xQ89pF5zo)

We recently got “Bags” from my friends Brady and Kaitlin.

22. Tiger

Tiger is another one of Eclipse’s. We haven’t been able to catch him yet, but he has the prettiest coat I have ever seen!

~*~

Well, this post was a few months in the making! Sorry gang, hope you weren’t hanging by a thread or anything. 🙂

Until next time,

-Christine

True Love Gets Paid To Wait? The Teen Pregnancy Controversy…

June 30, 2009

I don’t know if you realize this, folks, but we are living in a world that is considering paying teens to not get knocked up.  That’s a reverse…

 Middle schoolers...pregnant.
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No more teaching abstinence (which I am not sure I completely agreed with in the first place, knowledge is power), but instead bribing teens. 

It is quite clear that my generation any my little brother’s generations were never deceived with the “storks bring babies” lie.  We know where they come from, and have from a young age.  My little brother is 14 and I am sure he knows how babies are made.  Thank God he hasn’t made one yet.

 The mighty baby-bringer...
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Back to the article of getting paid to keep a baby out of the tumy-box…Glamour magazine had an article that talked about a program called “College Bound Sisters“.  The article quotes, “[the company] offers girls ages 12 to 18 $1 a day if they avoid getting sperminated (awful word, but it gets right to the point, doesn’t it?).”

If you don't know what these are by now...I am not going to be the first to break it to ya.
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While the word “sperminated” made me laugh, they are completely serious.

To read the article, click here.

It seems the days of “promise rings” may be reaching their end. Now, true love gets paid to wait.
 True Love Gets Paid to Wait...

With that, I am off!  I will be posting my cat article soon, I have been hunting down some of our kitties to get the rest of pictures.  I should have that posted by the end of this week and my blog about My Purse’s O-Nality finished by the next.  Be excited!

Kitty post due end of this week!

Until our paths cross again,

–Christine

Pickford was also a pet lover, but never had any children of her own (she adopted two).