Coming home from work today was a bit frustrating as my dear husband and I were witness to a truck in front of us making a quick turn to the left to go off the road at 50 mph, straight into a power pole, which snapped in two. Then it turns out that the driver thought he could keep on driving. Sooner than later, he realized that it was silly to leave and got out to survey his now totaled one ton pick up work truck.
Power was obviously out for many folks, and I was the able body to call 911 and explain everything that had happened. When medics came to the site the driver shared with them that he was trying to avoid an animal in the road. My husband and I looked at one another and thought, "Animal, what animal?"
State Patrol obviously didn't buy it either, as he was given a special road side test and handcuffed and stuffed into the patrol car. As for us, we had to wait awhile and then write out a statement.
The Royal Mutts were quite upset as it took us another hour to get to them to allow them to relieve their bladders, but they made it. Now, as I write this post, I'm feeling relieved that the man in the truck waited to pass us by before driving off the side of the road, and I'm very thankful no on coming traffic was in the vicinity. The only casualties today was a one ton pick up, a well, and a power pole.
Live today as if it were your last, because at 5PM on country road ways, there sometimes is an intoxicated person behind the wheel and it's obvious they don't care, because to them, everything apparently looks like a deer.
With care,
UpRiver Princess
Western Washington
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Royal Phone Destroyed
Yes, it can even happen to a Princess such as myself. The Royal cell phone has been destroyed. Not by the Royal Mutts even. By my own, yes, my own stupidity. Who knew that after using the toilet one can lose their phone by cinching up one's pants? I stood up, heard a strange sound, looked and saw a beautiful aqua colored gem awaiting my rescue in the VERY bottom of the toilet.
I was mortified, yelling and screaming, which quickly turned into sobs. I reached in and grabbed it, but it was awful! I cringe just writing about it. Then the thought of saving it came to mind; after all, this was a rescue mission. So I quickly rinsed it and popped the battery out of it. My dear prince came to see what the commotion was about and he quickly got out some bleach wipes and started disinfecting it. Then changed his mind and was about to toss it, and once again I had to save it.
It is me, or do our cell phones take on persona's of their very own. It was as if I was trying to save a wee little life, with photos, and contacts. OMG, my contacts, I hope those are retrievable. Ahhh.....the torture of it all. I must stop.
To finish this little saga, the phone was releasing droplets throughout the night and by morning a little puddle of toilet water sat upon the butcher block (yes, another item to disinfect) and the phone had some life. Yet when trying to dial, the numbers would not appear on the screen in order. Now, 48 hours later, it is completely dead. We are in morning, and I will have to confess my sin to the man behind the kiosk at the mall.
The trials and tribulations of being an Up River Princess.
Next time: A skin care product review and an update on the Quest to shed pounds.
Ta-ta,
Up River Princess
Western Washington
I was mortified, yelling and screaming, which quickly turned into sobs. I reached in and grabbed it, but it was awful! I cringe just writing about it. Then the thought of saving it came to mind; after all, this was a rescue mission. So I quickly rinsed it and popped the battery out of it. My dear prince came to see what the commotion was about and he quickly got out some bleach wipes and started disinfecting it. Then changed his mind and was about to toss it, and once again I had to save it.
It is me, or do our cell phones take on persona's of their very own. It was as if I was trying to save a wee little life, with photos, and contacts. OMG, my contacts, I hope those are retrievable. Ahhh.....the torture of it all. I must stop.
To finish this little saga, the phone was releasing droplets throughout the night and by morning a little puddle of toilet water sat upon the butcher block (yes, another item to disinfect) and the phone had some life. Yet when trying to dial, the numbers would not appear on the screen in order. Now, 48 hours later, it is completely dead. We are in morning, and I will have to confess my sin to the man behind the kiosk at the mall.
The trials and tribulations of being an Up River Princess.
Next time: A skin care product review and an update on the Quest to shed pounds.
Ta-ta,
Up River Princess
Western Washington
Monday, August 10, 2009
Welcome to the Kingdom!
This blog is a two year-two month quest to get back to my ideal weight, to be a brides maid for the first time in my 38 year old lifetime, complete my final year on my Masters degree, complete the Twilight series, take a second job to pay off the Masters, train and complete the Portland Marathon, learn about blogging to pass on to my Royal Court and book a trip to Italy.
Yep, that's what this blog is about. It's about accountability, raising the bar higher, and eventually taking pictures of those taking pictures of me while on a tour of Venice with my aluminum foil crown atop my head.
Thank you dear supporters for joining me along this journey. Along the way you will be privvy to learning about the Up River Royal Family, the annoying Royal Mutts, and of course the lovely heir to the throne, Up River Princess in Training.
Ta-ta for now,
Your's truly,
Up River Princess
Western Washington
Yep, that's what this blog is about. It's about accountability, raising the bar higher, and eventually taking pictures of those taking pictures of me while on a tour of Venice with my aluminum foil crown atop my head.
Thank you dear supporters for joining me along this journey. Along the way you will be privvy to learning about the Up River Royal Family, the annoying Royal Mutts, and of course the lovely heir to the throne, Up River Princess in Training.
Ta-ta for now,
Your's truly,
Up River Princess
Western Washington
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