Wow. What a Crazy Day That Was

Elijah is snuggled with me in this big ol’ chair as I begin to type this. He just kissed my arm. Precious baby boy. So glad mommy’s home and you can bet your boots, this mama is so glad to be snugglin’ with him.

A few days ago we were eating dinner and Isaiah happened to be sitting on my left. For a rare second there was a lull in conversation and all of a sudden a thought popped in my head and without really thinking I said, “Oh! My biopsy is in just a few days. Ugh. That thought makes me want to throw up!” Isaiah didn’t even pause but said, “You can use my cup mommy if you need to.” I laughed and laughed as I explained that that is just a phrase and I didn’t really need his cup to throw up in. Generous, sweet boy.

Dw told me I have to blog about this….so here goes….he thinks you guys will get a big kick out of it. Since the hospital that the biopsy was scheduled at is in another state, we stopped about half way, in a little town to use the restroom and buy some bottled waters. It is a big McDonald’s and convenience store as well as gas station. We both went in.

I finished up, was washing my hands and noticed that there was no paper towels in the roller. ugh. I am one of those people who do not want to touch the handle of the door as I exit the restroom. It grosses me out. In fact it almost makes me gag thinking about those who have just used the restroom and have not washed their little paddies. ew.

So I reached in my purse and grabbed a napkin. I dried my hands and reached for the handle to leave. As I did I guess I glanced over my shoulder, and saw that a woman was leaving the restroom as well, although she was a few feet back. I held the door for her with my little napkin on the handle. She scurried to get out the door, I am certain, cause she didn’t want to touch the handle with her bare hands either.

I laughed and said, “Touching the handle is so gross, isn’t it?” She laughed and nodded and as we were walking out into the convenience store together. She then leaned closer and kind of giggling whispered, “Ummm, your skirt is tucked into your undies.” WHAT?

Sure enough I had my flouncy skirt tucked in just right so that my pretty undies were completely exposed. I almost fainted on the spot. I thanked her profusely and told her that I owed her for the rest of my life. She kept laughing. I kept laughing out of sheer embarrassment. Oh my stinkin’ gracious. How in the world did I manage that?? And yes, I will likely never forget her face and I guarantee I will never, ever, ever forget her kindness.

Dw laughed and laughed and laughed as we drove down the road. He thought it was hysterical. Thanks babe.

Eventually we got to the hospital, checked in and situated. As we sat in the waiting room, actually both the sono tech and my doctor came to get me. The doc motioned to Dw and said, “You can come back with her too.” Dw jumped right up and started following but said to the doc, “Oh? Do you mean I can come in and watch?” The doctor answered enthusiastically, “YES!”

Dw said, “Oh! I didn’t know you meant come in, come in. Ummm, no needles for this guy, thank you anyway!” and promptly did a 180 and went back to his seat. I laughed outloud. Thanks, Whitey, for your moral support!

No doubt a boatload of you were praying, because all things considered, it went very well and although it was painful, it was not nearly as dreadfully painful as I had been told it was going to be. And he didn’t use five needles – he used six. ha!

Before he began I told him that I would be a whole lot more excited if he was taking it out of my bee-hind….he laughed.

The grossest part was when he would pump each inserted needle up and down, up and down in my neck. I had to shut my eyes cause it was just grossing me out.

As this kind-hearted doc was finishing up he said, “Well you’ll be pretty bruised, and {laughing said} your congregation is gonna’ think your husband gave you a hickey.” The sono tech thought that was hilarious! My doctor went on to tell her that I was a pastor’s wife.


Results should be in Friday or Monday. He’ll call me with them.

After I got back to Dw, I told him about the doctor’s hickey comment. Dw laughed and texted the kids that it was over and I was okay. Then Dw texted our oldest kids this: “Doc says mom is going to look like I gave her a hickey. Wish I had!”

It was pretty funny, because in literally a few seconds four texts fired back in this order:

Tyler was first: “LOL Niiiiiice”

Emma: “Ugh. That’s yukky.”

Abigail: “EW!”

Autumn: ” 🙂 Tell her I love her most.”

Graham ignored the whole comment.

Whitey and I love having so many kids and we love laughing with our big kids….and yes, they think we are wild and crazy and although they act like they are grossed out by us, secretly we know they love it!!

We did a speck of shopping and ended up at Cracker Barrel. It is just one of my favorite places, cozy and peaceful atmosphere, family oriented, good food, sweet gift shop….just like you’re going to your close friends for dinner, ya’ know?

I had my favorite pecan pancakes and since the doc did not cooperate on removing excess from the bee-hind, I refrained and only had one taste of the bacon. But true confessions: The side of deep-fried okra, was a yummy treat. Yeah. That probably made up for the passing on the bacon, right? Doggone. But it was so stinkin’ good.

We had a sweet time talking and relaxing and as we finished up, Dw went to pay the bill and I was browsing around the gift shop. We headed toward the door together as Dw said, “They said there’s a incident going on outside.” I really didn’t hear what he said because there suddenly was a ton of confusion at the door.

There seemed to be people everywhere and the Cracker Barrel manager was in the entry holding the outside door open and with an anxious look on his face was saying, “There’s a situation going on to the right, you are gonna’ want to go that way.” Huh? I was just completely confused. Dw said, “But we are parked over there.” And seriously, there seemed to be people everywhere.

Literally, we were walking into a sting operation of some kind. Cause they had at that very second tackled a man on the side walk not 8 feet from the door we were walking out. There were undercover police officers everywhere. No joke. I was bewildered, didn’t know which way to turn. Really. Complete pandemonium everywhere!

I’m laughing as I type this. Come on guys! What are the odds? Biopsy, little shopping, little food at a quiet, peaceful family restaurant and we walk into a sting operation.

We hurried toward the grassy median and stood and watched and prayed. There were at least a dozen law enforcement there. All in plain clothes. Bullet proof vests and all. The guy they tackled and had in handcuffs looked like your average guy. Probably late 40’s. Not anything about him that would make you think that he was being grabbed and nabbed by a dozen officers. There were even two little petite, average looking young women who we at first thought were with the guy being arrested. But then we saw the one coat move and there was a big ol’ gun tucked in her back of her waist!! YOU GO GIRL!!

The police cars were all undercover and there were many, at angles, just like in the movies…obviously pulling up with purpose!

I called one of my dearest friends, “I”, whose husband happens to be in law enforcement and she said, “No way! You guys just seem to always be in the wrong places at the right time!”

I mean really, truly. What are the odds? Aye-yi-yi.

And on that note: No doubt, many of my bloggy friends out there are families in law enforcement. Let me just say “thank you”. You and your families sacrifice daily and put your lives on the line to protect the citizens of your communities and to uphold justice and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I am so thankful for all of you….please thank your spouses for me too.

The rest of the trip home was largely uneventful and, joy of my heart, this is the sight that greeted us as we pulled in….some of our treasures jumping up and down cheering on the porch….

Autumn, {Emma and Graham were gone to youth group} Liberty, Isaiah, Jubilee, Elijah and Elizabeth



Ahhh, it’s soooo good to be home..thank you sooo much to all who are praying….no doubt, God is completely faithful to hear the prayers of His beloved….

34 thoughts on “Wow. What a Crazy Day That Was

  1. "you can use my cup" – isaiah is TOO FUNNY!

    skirt tucked in undies – bahaHA!

    soon-to-be hickey – hilarious! and i don't think i would text back either haha, if my dad sent me a text like that!!

    chance of guy getting tackled by police officers with their cars at angles – yall undoubtedly have the most interesting trips ever!

    your treasures jumping up and down when you get home – priceless :))

  2. ohmyword. i need a warning!! diet coke through the nose, all down my front. i need isaiah's cup!!
    hilarious about the bathroom. sooooo funny. i literally spewed. so hysterical. love that your hubby thought it was funny, too. what an absolutely ADVENTUROUS day!!

  3. Y'all wouldn't know what to do with "quiet" or "ordinary" days, eh? 😛 Gracious, y'all have some stories! Glad it went as well as could be. 🙂

  4. love the post! I read most of it out loud to my mom (she has alzheimer's) and she just rolled. It takes a lot to make her laugh sometimes (she is in stage 6 – near the end) and boy did she crack up at the cup comment and the undies incident. I hope the biopsy turns out well! Hugs!

  5. So glad it wasn't toooo painful. I was thinking about that a lot for you! Love the kids waiting for you on the front porch–that must have been a wonderful sight.

    My husband is one of those sting guys so thank you for your comment. You don't know how much it means to have someone say that. He just was on the front lines at the G8 summit in Toronto and most people don't give it much thought.

    Praying for quick and good results from you tests.

  6. Are you sure you're not from the deep south?…I mean the whole fried okra thing & all! 🙂 I'm continuing to hold you close in prayer.

  7. oh, praise the Lord! i'm going to keep praying.

    the texting? i totally giggled out loud. love it. i love that our 5 kiddos are all so little, but i never want to be sad over the blessing of watching them grow. things like this make me excited for it. thank you.

  8. I have had the panty issue as well, while at a wedding only no one told me until I was across the dance floor and getting ready to dance with hubby… oiy!
    So glad the biopsy was as awful as you thought… still praying.
    You do lead an excitement filled life. 🙂 Fun stuff!
    Blessings and Prayers to you
    Andrea

  9. Linny- nothing in your life is just simple- it is always eventful!

    A sting?? Hudda thunK it??

    Love your stories, love your life!! God bless you dear and interesting friend!!

    If ya get a chance- pray for hubbies heart and adoptions! I am hearing the call loud and clear- constantly. I think he wants to put a number on them. I can't- I hear God calling and I can't quit until God says so. Oh My-I really want us to be thinking the same but I like my way the best! hmmmm…

  10. My theory is these were God's distractions for you so that you would think less of your biopsy and more about your clearly crazy day. 😀

    There's nothing like some excitement to take your mind elsewhere.

  11. I'd say the lady from the bathroom was nothing short of an angel! I'm so glad you didn't walk around all day with people seeing your undies! lol

  12. Glad the biopsy is over and you are home safely! Praying for the results and God's presence with all of you!

    I have to tell you that I had never heard of Bruster's Ice Cream until your robbery Memorial Box Monday – so today I passed one and thought of you! 🙂

  13. So glad you are home and snuggling!!! Laughin out LOUD here at your stories of the day!! MMMMmm…love me some fried okra at cracker barrel!!! Prayin for good news from the doc!!!
    Shannon

  14. So glad you are home and snuggling!!! Laughin out LOUD here at your stories of the day!! MMMMmm…love me some fried okra at cracker barrel!!! Prayin for good news from the doc!!!
    Shannon

  15. Love that potty stop in C**a too. Never pass it up.

    Your skirt story reminds me of your top story of 2 Easter or Mothers Day Sunday's ago. I still crack up thinking about you walking into church with your top around your waist and not knowing it until Dw clued you in. Tee Hee.

    Seriously, I am so glad your biopsy is over and hope that you get quick, good results. You have been and are in my prayers.

    Love from TX.

  16. Linny, you always make me laugh:)! Praying for quick and awesome test results! I agree…I think God was using your crazy day to keep your mind off of "things"…God bless you bloggy friend!

  17. What a day! You are in my prayers. We are just beginning to grow our family through adoption, and when I found your blog my husband and I got so excited. We are hoping to grow into a multiracial family!

  18. Linny, Have you ever thought of a reality show? it would be one I would actually watch! LOL!

    I thought what was going to happen when you were telling the bathroom story was the lady was going to say "Oh, are you Linny of A Place Called Simplicity? I READ your blog!" That would have been funny too, but the skirt in the undies was more funny! Well to the rest of us anyway! Thank goodness for her kindness for sure.

    OK, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Cracker Barrel and though I love their okra, you come by if you're ever in my neck of the woods and I'll make some for you that will make you think the CB has it all wrong. 😉 Our garden has produced the best okra this season b/c it is so stinkin' hot. Okra plants love the heat!

    Please keep us posted and we're praying for GREAT NEWS!

    Your house is beautiful btw! Oh and about the hickey, hmmmmm. No comment but I was thinking … well never mind and you all are so crazy to email your oldies. Funny!

    BTW, have you ever had two children have surgeries/procedures on the same day? We're thinking of doing this but then wondering if we have actually completely lost our minds?!

  19. Only you could have a day where a biopsy involving 6 needles in your neck isn't the most eventful part of it! From exposed underpants to undercover stings, I agree with Wife of the Pres–I'd certainly tune in to your reality show.

    I'm so glad the biopsy is behind you (or should I say bee-hind you)! Praying for good news with the results.

    Much Love,
    Kathie

  20. sheesh linny, that is taking B.C. to a whole new level…..

    Just saying….*snicker*

    And I am with DW on this one… I will pray for you from afar if needles are involved….LOL

  21. Linny,

    As you would say, "Oh my stinkin' goodness"! I read this post hours and hours ago, and I seriously cannot tell you how many times a vision of you prancing out of the ladies room (smiling and talking to a stranger–of course) with your skirt tucked in your undies–has entered my mind. Do you see the impact you have? Oh my. Seriously, more times than I can count my thoughts have turned to . . . Linny . . . stranger . . . smile . . . hold the door . . . chat, chat . . . ummm, yeah . . . your skirt . . . is . . . in your undies. Then I laugh, in my own little world, and then I replay it again. Do I not have more important things to do than laugh with myself, at your expense? Over and over again. Goodness.

    Thanks friend for always being you!

    So thankful that the biopsy is over with, and continuing to pray. Thankful that you survived the sting operation as well. Thankful that you did not have to throw up in Isaiah's cup (although the offer was precious). Thankful for Cracker Barrel, and fried okra–which I also enjoyed on our road trip!

    Love your house, and even more so love the masterpiece of a boatload waiting on the front porch! Beautiful!!

    Hugs from Texas~

    Love,

    Tina

  22. What a beautiful photo of your family waiting for you to return home!!! 🙂

    Glad to hear that the surgery is now over and that the pain wasn't that bad. Praise Yah. 🙂

    p.s. how was the DVD? 🙂

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