It's almost 10 AM Saturday morning, I am operating on barely 5 hours sleep - 2:30 AM until 7 AM ... now you may ask - "Why Aunt Ing if you went to bed at 2:30 in the AM did you arise from your bed at 7 AM??
Well since you asked I will tell you - I had an appointment 16 miles up the road to get my car's oil changed and the battery checked at 8 AM... but that isn't the whole story - of course it isn't.
Friday started like every other Friday, up early, work all day, home, grocery store, I had a dinner idea, and I had to get stuff to make gingerbread, bought some more baking stuff that was on sale, got stuff for my mama and my mama-in-law... came home. Made Gingerbread dough, and make a recipe for a bourbon cocktail - then Bubba called and said "let's go get a margarita" So cleaned up the kitchen, got myself put together, we went to our fav Mexican place, enjoyed a very potent happy hour margarita some snacks, and then my sister from another mother called - actually her husband called... they were hit on Rt 70, they needed some help. And boom, grab the waitress, check out race home to get my car (truck contents vs. Bubba's mobile) race as fast as we can through Friday night traffic, and the 5 mile backup caused by the accident, we get to them, and the lack of blood on anyone was a glorious day in Aunt Ing's world.
As I said about 1000 times last night - metal and cars and things can be replaced, people you love in your life cannot. I am sure when Sis and Brother-in-law arise this morning they will feel as if they went 10 rounds with Mike Tyson and Mohammad Ali..
We finally got to them, at the Sheetz, we got things all loaded up, got everyone loaded up and headed to their home... 45 minutes from our home. We stopped and grabbed some fast food, as they hadn't had dinner, and by this time - I was ready to eat again. Adrenaline will do that to you.
So as we sat there, I was worried, we were all wavering so the decision was made to go to the emergency medical type facility near their home... we arrive at 10:30 ish - Bubba and I left about 1 something, Sis by this time had a general clean bill of health - her husband was being wheeled into a medical device as we started to make our way home... we got home, texts, things were progressing and then my alarm went off...
Here I sit, oil changed, laundry started, coffee being sipped and wondering where the energy is coming from to bake gingerbread houses... I will get there.
Send a prayer heaven ward, for family members held in his hand and tended, a high school friend who lost her husband yesterday, and for all your blessings... and maybe a nap.
Where is my espresso machine????
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