Part Deux

Okay, so part 2 doesn't really involve the firemen. But I am really glad they weren't around for the next "Carlye" moment. I am beginning to think, if it doesn't normally happen, then it will happen to me.

You know how everyone has had those thoughts as you are walking down stairs in front of people, or when you are thinking about walking up the the podium to share your testimony and all these thoughts go through your mind of what could happen then... Bam! You have this vision of........

Well last Tuesday the nightmare came to life.

I was conducting a meeting in the chapel with over 100 teenagers. Part of the program was a movie, the lights went off and I walk away from the podium. Just in time to look directly into the projector's light, BLINDED!

Not that you could see anyway, it was dark, but I was totally distracted by the piercing light still resonating in my head. And went to walk down the steps and instead of walking I just fell.I fell down the 3 stairs, to my knees! Kneeling in front of the teenagers I realized everyone got to see the show! A few people jumped up and asked if I was ok.

Am I ok? Ha! Of course I was okay. Come on, it's me, Carlye. You know, the only person in this world that can rip her face off, almost decapitate herself, bleeding everywhere and never notice the wound until someone else points it out. ("I am bleeding?!)

Although it was a reverent moment, I couldn't stop laughing. I stood up and raised my hand waving like a beauty queen.

But the funniest part wasn't the fall! The next day in class, "Sister D, is it true that you fell down the stairs yesterday at the assembly?" I just laughed! And they did too. My favorite comment was, "Sister D, you have had a rough week, bee's, firemen, and now tripping down stairs. It's a little bit more believable that a water ski about took your face off."

Oh, the beauty of being alive and being me!!! Wouldn't exchange it for a day! Well, maybe a few days I would exchange!

IS IT POSSIBLE?????????

SERIOUSLY, IS IT POSSIBLE??????????????

Yesterday I got attacked by bees... IN NOVEMBER! My friend and I were walking and then... BAM! Bee's everywhere. Long story short, we flew off the trail into the open park screaming, running and shaking. After all that work I still got stung 3 times on my neck and one other place. As I finished looking like a crazy women I looked up to see that about 30 Firemen had stopped there football game to watch the crazy ladies! I am sure they figured it out that we had got stung after we were complaining and checking out each others wounds.

Well, I had enough walking for one day and we headed back. As we were walking the fireman were passing the ball and "happened" to throw the pass right by me. The very attractive and nice fireman caught the ball and then turned and said, "HI!" just then I realized there was yet another bee that had burrowed into my hair and proceeded to sting me. So, instead of returning with a flirtatious, "Hello". I screamed, ripped my pony tail out and started shaking my hair out. Too in shock to wonder what had happened to"my fireman" I just tried to "duck tail" and get out. But my dog Koda apparently had other plans.

As I got my wits about me and called after him I look up to find him making a B-LINE for the fireman. Who eagerly welcomed him. And then I just started to laugh and laugh and laugh.

Babies attract girls and Dogs attract guys.

Wouldn't you like to know what happened next.............