tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912920652511807597.post4939693857339394340..comments2024-02-12T05:07:33.941-06:00Comments on A Nice Place In The Sun: What Was Your Worst Or Most Unpredictable Morning?aniceplaceinthesun.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12356497322124481526noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912920652511807597.post-61547871271973008392008-06-04T05:02:00.000-05:002008-06-04T05:02:00.000-05:00Speedy, Do you mean you have a post entitled 8 sto...Speedy, Do you mean you have a post entitled 8 stories? I'm confused. :(<BR/><BR/>And I want to do a good job.:))<BR/><BR/>I'm going to check your archives..I'm sorry I'm such a dit-wit at times. <BR/><BR/>Annaniceplaceinthesun.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12356497322124481526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912920652511807597.post-83872584012655961812008-06-03T23:26:00.000-05:002008-06-03T23:26:00.000-05:00The name of the post in question was "8 stories" ?...The name of the <B>post in question</B> was "8 stories" ????Speedcat Hollydalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01207240842689917922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912920652511807597.post-71213978523516265902008-06-03T23:18:00.000-05:002008-06-03T23:18:00.000-05:00And well done Speedy! AnnAnd well done Speedy! <BR/><BR/>Annaniceplaceinthesun.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12356497322124481526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912920652511807597.post-68854373428350174612008-06-03T23:17:00.000-05:002008-06-03T23:17:00.000-05:00(laughing) It's too bad there aren't schedules for...(laughing) It's too bad there aren't schedules for snowplows, but I guess they don't put out a schedule during a blizzard, right? ( As you can see this "Scarlett" doesn't know squat about snow) <BR/><BR/>Therefore, I cannot imagine being covered under five feet of snow. I just cannot imagine it...how scary. <BR/><BR/>It's a good thing the plow came before you passed out under five feet of that fluffy ice. <BR/><BR/>It sounds like a bad morning...8 stories , huh? <BR/><BR/>Yep, I probably could ask this same question a few more times. <BR/><BR/>Like I said, mornings, like days are unpredictable. I guess that's why we count our blessings. I say we bank them~ <BR/><BR/>Cheers my friend, and thanks for answering another Tuesday's Question. <BR/><BR/>Annaniceplaceinthesun.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12356497322124481526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912920652511807597.post-60869081810671810072008-06-03T22:37:00.000-05:002008-06-03T22:37:00.000-05:00[8 Stories]The worst?? I can think of the saddest ...<B>[8 Stories]</B><BR/><BR/>The worst?? I can think of the saddest ... but I would rather go with "worst".<BR/>I woke up to find myself burried under 5 feet of snow! This was an important day, and I needed to get on the road. There was no plow in the parking lot, and the only way to get to the road was shovel. I shoveled for 4 1/2 hours to get my car out. Of course, me being me, I tried to do a half hazzard job and just got stuck ... once, twice, three times. It seemed I had used my last bit of strength, and was covered in sweat as the cold winds blew on my face as the victory moment occured. The plow also came at that very moment, and did what I did in 15 minutes. I could have just waited.<BR/>This blizzard was on Halloween night in 1992 in Minnesota. Ask anyone from this area about that storm, and they will have a similar story to tell as well!Speedcat Hollydalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01207240842689917922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912920652511807597.post-84612797936613460152008-06-03T22:07:00.000-05:002008-06-03T22:07:00.000-05:00Yep Ferdc, I think that day would most definitely ...Yep Ferdc, I think that day would most definitely qualify as a most unpredictable day. <BR/><BR/>And your answer qualifies for an extremely well written comment. <BR/><BR/>I enjoyed reading about Mexico's ritual for burial. I had no idea, and arrogantly assumed burials in Mexico were much like the United States. You didn't say how old you were, but that trip would be exhausting for an adult, (for instance your father), much less a young boy. <BR/><BR/>However, it's great that you went because it sounds like an enriching experience for your whole family, and I bet you were a comfort to your father. Well done, and I can't wait to post your comment. <BR/><BR/>Geez, you and Sandee have made a real chump out of me on this question. (LOL) <BR/><BR/><BR/>I'm going to have to start answering after your comments. (Smile) <BR/><BR/>Have a great evening and as always thanks for participating in Tuesday's Question. <BR/><BR/>Again, you did a marvelous job~ <BR/><BR/>Cheers~ Ann <BR/><BR/>P.S. I'm sorry about your grandfather.aniceplaceinthesun.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12356497322124481526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912920652511807597.post-16094032988926368142008-06-03T21:25:00.000-05:002008-06-03T21:25:00.000-05:00My response is more in the "unpredictable" categor...My response is more in the "unpredictable" category, and I have been thinking about this because my father and I just reminisced about it the other day.<BR/><BR/>Most of our extended family live in Mexico City. I remember the day my grandfather died. I was awakened with the bad news very early in the morning, having no idea I would not see a bed or sleep again for the next 48 hours. As they do not embalm in Mexico, the deceased person is buried within a day's time. Between the death and the burial is a real wake, all day and all night, as family gathers from wherever they might be. Well, we were in Toledo, Ohio. My father told us he was finding a flight and leaving right away. I told him I wanted to go with him, and so I did. A few hours later we were on a plane in Detroit. A few hours after that, I was in a funeral home in Mexico City. From then on, I was with my cousins, aunts, uncles, etc. for the rest of the day and all night. We cried, we laughed, we caught up, we told old stories. The following morning, with everyone finally gathered, we left for the burial site, in another city. It was a horrible, memorable event, especially watching my father weeping as he literally shoveled dirt into my grandfather's grave. Perhaps this was all the more emotional because we were plain exhausted by that time. We eventually made it back to Mexico City, settled into more conversation, until we all collapsed, about 2 days from the onset of this trip.<BR/><BR/>Yep, I think this qualifies as one of the most unpredictable days of my life.Ferdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13133599848717783477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912920652511807597.post-47305403481487766352008-06-03T19:37:00.000-05:002008-06-03T19:37:00.000-05:00Oh Sandee, in all seriousness, it was the worst mo...Oh Sandee, in all seriousness, it was the worst morning for all Americans, and you wrote a magnificent reenactment of you and your husbands reaction that morning. <BR/><BR/>I can only imagine how terrifying it would have been to be a police officer at that moment, it was scary enough just being an American, and I think I'm still in a fog, or state of denial. <BR/><BR/>I know I answered this question lightly, however there is no doubt that I agree with you, and I thank you for writing such an excellent comment. I'm going to post it now my dear friend and fellow countryman. <BR/><BR/>I love you Sandee, and thanks for always being here to support Tuesday's Question. <BR/><BR/><BR/>Huge hug~ Annaniceplaceinthesun.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12356497322124481526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912920652511807597.post-35371757527996332002008-06-03T18:40:00.000-05:002008-06-03T18:40:00.000-05:00As soon as I saw this question I remember the wors...As soon as I saw this question I remember the worst morning of my entire life. It was September 11, 2001. I remember getting out of the shower and turning on the television to catch the morning news before I went to work. I couldn't believe the images that I saw. It just couldn't be. This cannot be real. Someone is playing an awful joke.<BR/><BR/>Hubby was still in the shower and I told him what was happening and he just stared at me for the longest time. He quickly got out of the shower and we both dressed as we watched the horror unfold.<BR/><BR/>I was the commander of the Honor Farm that housed around 300 male inmates. Most of these inmates were on work details all over the county. I remember calling the Operations Sergeant and having him pull all the inmates back in to the farm. We just didn't know what else may happen.<BR/><BR/>I remember going to a meeting with all the rest of the managers and the Sheriff that afternoon and I was still in a fog. I think we all were. We needed to brief the Sheriff on our resources and contingency plans in the event we suffered the same on the West coast. We knew what we needed to do, but we were in disbelief none-the-same.<BR/><BR/>Of all the many weird mornings that I've experienced, 911 is hands down the worst morning of my entire life. Those photographs and news footage will forever be part of my being. Bless all the families that suffered such loss of family, friends and co-workers.Sandeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06785788498697004273noreply@blogger.com