Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Patriot Day


Today is always a hard day for me.  I am sure it is worse for a lot of others.  I was lucky not to loose a loved one on 9/11.  However, this day created a lot of changes in my life.  This day started the war.
This day started the numerous deployments to Iraq, Afghanistan and other places that my family and friends, and brothers and sisters in arms have endured for the last 11 years.




Tuesday, September 4, 2012

A bee in a thunderstorm

So last night we had a big Kansas storm blow through. If you've never lived in Kansas before they are loud, windy and wet. I think during the next storm I will record what the wind sounds like when it whips by my house. The wind was so loud last night and very distracting. Of course, I had just sat down to read for school and the wind picked up and went non stop for an hour. It basically sounds like a freight train whistle outside your window. Lets not forget the continual thunder strikes and threat of power outtage. I am always worried my computer will get fried, I always unplug my Mac when a storm is approaching. Another habit I have gained during a storm is to bring in our flags.
I have 2 flags that wave on our front porch. When the wind picks up, the flags turn into sails and end up ripping the flags away from the post. So, last night when I heard the thunder, I went out and got the flags and put them in the umbrella stand near the front door. I was about to walk away when I heard a very angry and deliberate buzzing sound from the umbrella stand. The flags were draped around the stand and I was hesitant to look inside.
I wasn't sure what all the 'buzz' was about. So I grabbed the fly swatter and hoping the critter was small. I moved the flags back from the umbrella stand and out popped a big bee! It was like 10:00 at night and I was expecting a moth or a fly, but not a bee. It was a big bee too! Somehow I shooed it outside the house and on to the front porch. I thought that was the end of the bee. Well this morning, I was sitting outside with a cup of coffee on the front porch chair. I was about to go in and as I reached for the door, a bee (must be the same one) crawled from the front porch light and flew on to my pants!
I walked over to my flower beds and scraped him off my leg into the petunias. I think the bee liked me.