what a night… if you’re reading this and you had some sort of problems that you were dealing with last night… know that i probably was praying for you… more on that later… first, my review update ~850/~1600 words down… that’s the good news… i should be done in an hour or so… the bad news is that getting them posted is certain to be a challenge all of its own… it’s gonna take a lot of finangling and the folks that normally are capable of that are busy with GMA week… ah well… such is life… so real quick breakdown of last night and why i don’t have more words written…

TIRE-d

i got home around six o’clock last night which was better than my 6:30 arrival Monday night, but waiting for me yesterday was a flat tire on my wife’s car… so, in the limited confines of my garage, i was able to pop off the bolt covers and the wheel covers, then the five bolts, then jack up the car (thanks to kraM, i know to pop the bolts first)… get the tire off, get a donut on, bolt them, drop the car off the jack, get cleaned up, eat half of my dinner and head over to the tire place that had assured me earlier that they could patch the tire and install it in a twenty minute process that would cost about thirty bucks… hmmm…

so i got to the tire place a little before seven and the guy tried to turn me away… (in hindsight, i should’ve let him)… but since we had been promised over the phone that it would be done today, he told me that they would honor that guarantee… although, it wouldn’t be twenty minutes (i guess they don’t care about that guarantee)… so, i dropped off the key and set off on foot towards the Super Target not too far off from the tire place, stopping first at a new Starbucks for a white chocolate mocha to soothe the pains of having a two hour wait… would that i had thought to bring my laptop, i would’ve been able to get some work done… however, as i walked around Target killing time and sipping my caffiene fix, which disappeared way too quickly, i pondered life’s mysteries and other things you do on little sleep when you are trying not to be upset at your current circumstances… well, in less than an hour, all of Target’s allure had worn completely off, and i was forced to buy another cup of caffinated confection, this time a caramel macchiato, at, believe it or not, an entirely different Starbucks… and i sat on a bench and stared at the sky for ten minutes or so wondering what on Earth God had in mind for this evening… after i came to no conclusion, i headed over to a nearby grocery store and browsed the soda aisle… i know, big fun… by the way, i do have in my possession a bottle of Aruba Jam Sprite Remix just waiting to be cracked open and tasted… anyway, nothing eventful came of the soda aisle, though i did get a phone call and was able to pass some time in discussion as i milled about and loitered… then i headed over to Blockbuster and browsed the previously viewed movies as they are currently advertising the special of buy two get one free… however, i’m on a buying freeze right now with my birthday coming up and DVDs being a pretty common present… so i walked out empty handed when finally, i get a call from the tire place… it is now 8:40 and they’ve assessed the damage… and they’re telling me that the tire is irreparable… wonderful… what’s more, they don’t have the tire in sock to replace it, even if i decided to let them… my options are apparently to let them keep the car overnight and transport it to one of their associates to replace the tire or never see my car again… something like that… so i tell them to just give me the car back, that i would take it elsewhere tomorrow… well, apparently that’s okay, but it will be a 15-20 minute wait, because they somehow needed to hoist my car up on the lift, remove the donut, and busy themselves elsewhere before they could figure out that the flatt tire in the trunk was irreparable… NONSENSE!.. so i finally got home a little after nine…

— to conclude this topic, my wife went to another tire place who also didn’t have the right tire in stock, but offered to special order them, which would take 3-10 days… and i spoke with a tire expert who told me that it was a discontinued tire and that i was out of luck… after badgering him about how ridiculous it was to think that there are no tires in the entire (get it? “en-tire”) world that would work for my car, he did offer some alternatives… jeesh man, it’s not like i’m trying to, i don’t know, GIVE YOU MY BUSINESS or anything… anyway, we got it worked out… but it was $230+ instead of $30… and it took about 4 hours instead of twenty minutes…—

oh, but my night was far from done… i got home a little after nine, finished my dinner, watched about an hour of television which included one recorded performance from American Idol (the chick with the fro and the Tina Turner dress)… and eventually headed to bed… until…

1:30 AM… blood-thirsty screaming coming from down the hall… daddy pounces out of bed (i’m part puma) and scampers down the hall, stubbing his toe on the door as he goes through it… little boy is awake and upset… apparently not feeling too well… as soon as i pick him up, he begins coughing and acting as if he was about to vomit all over me… i brace for impact, but fortunately it never comes… i search the room for signs of previous such activities but find that it’s clear… he feels warm, but it could be that i’m chilly… i lay him down and soothe him into going back to sleep… this process takes about twenty minutes… daddy heads back to bed…

2:45 AM… angry screams and crying coming from the room next door… littler boy is upset and is inconsolable by daddy… though, daddy pounces into action again to retrieve him from his crib and bring him to his food source… daddy tries to go back to sleep, pretending that the little feet kicking him in the head are actually thumps from a relaxing massage…

3:26 AM… blood-curdling screams from down the hall… daddy pounces into action again with a little less fervor… little boy is awake and upset again… wants daddy to console him… is that a fever or am i dreaming?… daddy performs the necessary room sweep to make sure nothing has been contaminated and again tucks little boy back into bed and convinces him to go back to sleep… the process takes twenty-five minutes… daddy returns to bed…

4:31 AM… yeah… the screaming returns… daddy strolls down the hall to comfort little boy and, without a sweep, places him back into bed and begins the back-to-sleep routine… twenty minutes go by… little boy is still awake, but daddy goes back to bed…

5:18 AM… daddy pretends that it’s a dream… well until he realizes that it could potentially wake up littler boy making matters worse… and daddy stumbles down the hallway… daddy determines that it is in fact a fever and applies the appropriate medicinal dosage… and heads back to bed…

8:13 AM… daddy is late for work… GAH!…

so that was the night… but that’s not the whole story… as i headed back to bed after the first alarm… guess what pops into my head?… “are you asleep? Could you not keep watch for one hour? Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the body is weak.” … so i’m laying there like… are you SERIOUS? it’s two o’clock in the morning… i had a rough day… i’m tired… i’m still getting over this cold… (silly me to think that God wouldn’t give me the strength and restoration to do what He asks me to do)… be that as it may, i’ve learned to “humor” God in circumstances such as these… and i spent a good half hour or so praying… i had no idea what i was supposed to be praying for… i had no idea what words to say… i just prayed… and then, satisfied with my efforts, i went back to sleep… each time after, during the night… i kept hearing the prompting… so i spent a lot of the night praying for whoever you are out there and whatever help you needed… such is life… sleep is overrated anyway…

i hear your voice….

Kendall Payne – Grown
The Kry – God of Infinite Worth
The OC Supertones – Faith Like a Child

i see your face…

 

peace… love… bdg…