Um, Garry. We have a problem.

I locked myself in the car and couldn't get out....well the door was unlocked....but I still couldn't get out. It started out a normal day of errands before I had to head out to work. I went to the post office first. I just had to run in and get a few stamps so instead of dragging my luggage/purse in with me I just left it in the car and locked the door. With the letters and bills mailed I pushed the button on my key toggle to unlock the door. Nothing. Pushed it again. Still nothing. I stood there and pushed and pushed that button but it seems the battery was dead in the remote. Grrr. Oh well, don't be lazy Beverly, just go ahead and use the silly key to unlock it right? WRONG! Oh it unlocked alright. It unlocked the feaverish hatred that I like to call the car alarm. For those of you not lucky enough to witness this alarm first hand you are surely missing out. It sounds like a troup of police cars is coming for you. No regular alarms for me. Oh no sister, I have to have the deluxe model sure to scare the witts out of any intruder. I got in the car and started pushing the door lock buttons to make it stop. I had the door open and nothing I did was working. As soon as I shut the door and pushed the buttons it stopped. PHEW! Finally. I thought I was home free. I put the key in and tried to start it. ERT ERT ERT WHOOO WHOOO WHOOO! Crap :( Not again. I called Garry, "Um we have a problem." "What's that noise?!" he asks. "Well, that would be my alarm and I can't turn it off from outside of the car. The battery is dead in my key toggle. I have to push the lock button from the inside and when I try to get out or start it the alarm goes off again. I'm locked in the car". "You're locked in the car?" "Yes I am locked in the car and I need you to bring me your key toggle to disarm the alarm." *Garry's heavy sigh* "Alright I will be right there." "I love you Garry. Sorry." "Uh huh, be there as soon as I can." The poor man had to drive from Vincennes to Bicknell to bring me his set of keys to unset the alarm. Until then I was trapped in the car. If I opened the door it would set the alarm off and you can't turn it off with the door open. I guess that would keep a theif nice and cozy on the inside of the car while you call the police. Garry pulled up behind me and I hear the door click. I was saved! He just shakes his head and hands over his keys. "Only you." He says. He kissed the top of my head, got back in his truck and away he went. Not many people can say that they locked themselves IN the car. I don't think I will ever have to worry about anyone breaking in my car and if they do my alarm is sure to scare them off. OR annoy them so much that they decide it isn't worth it. Garry is my hero.

Third time is the charm

Ever give God "one of those" talks when He tells you to do something loud and clear and you just don't wanna? "I don't wanna! I Don't Wanna! I DON'T WANNA!" Then you start to barter with Him...do you think He gets a giggle out of that? I do. Ok God. If you really want me to and I mean REALLY REALLY REALLY want me to then "this" will happen. Then "that" happens and you are stuck. Now He is having a pretty good chuckle. Sometimes I even have to be shown twice (or three times). Of course He is patient and shows me again and again if I need it. I usually do. Now I know where Grace gets having to be told things three times before she does it. Grace brush your teeth. Grace have you brushed your teeth? GRACE GO BRUSH YOUR TEETH NOW! Now I know how He feels when he has to tell me a billion times. I think He is a little more patient than me though!