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Big News! Bank Robbery!
Posted August 27th, 2008 by carinaTyler and I ventured down to the bank only to find a police line around it and a news crew about to broadcast. Apparently there had been a robbery. I am glad I waited until the kids got home to go to the bank because it had happened only an hour before!
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Rainy Day
Posted August 27th, 2008 by carinaIt's a rainy Wednesday, and I was supposed to walk down to the bank. I think I will wait a few hours and see how the weather is.
It's not too far, but I think I would be soaked by the time I got there anyway. In this weather it wouldn't be a bad thing, but I'd like my purse to stay dry since I am going to the bank!
I have a little bit of money I want to put into an account, and get a check card.
I got a bite on a job yesterday, but the pay was too low. That's ok, because I also got an invitation to interview from another job.
Right now I am so tired from being up late that I could go back to bed. Especially on a rainy day like today.
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Basement
Posted June 26th, 2008 by carinaLast night the tornado sirens woke me up. The thunder was really bad, and I woke up wondering, was that how Grandma knew there was a tornado coming?
When I was growing up and living with my mother at my grandparent's house, I was watching Scooby Doo one day and my Grandmother ran in, grabbed her purse, grabbed me, and rushed me to the basement. My grandfather was sent after my mother who was deaf at the time to wake her from her nap.
This was also when we had our German Shephard/Great Dane mix dog who was so huge she covered the front door when she decided she didn't like who was there (usually the mail man, who decided not to deliver our mail after a few frightening incidents with our dog at the door). Man, I loved that dog. I believe at that time we also had a small poodle that was a bit nervous.
The dogs, my grandparents, my mother, and I all huddled in the basement watching out the storm door where the wind was whipping through the trees that lined the back yard.
We stayed in the basement all night. I learned then the importance of storing blankets in a basement that's unfinished. Lying on the floor was uncomfortable, and the constant noise from the emergency radio we had was annoying.
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