6th Folder, 6th Pictures

Oh, I'm probably going to get in trouble for this one!

I saw this on another blog this morning, and figured I would swipe the idea since I'm sitting here with a blank.


6th Folder (Work stuff), 6th Picture (from a celebration)

We were coming back from an evening across the mountain where we had gotten together with all our co-workers from other locations. They fed us well, and we might, might have been a little goofy on the way back. That's Laurel on the left, and Stacey on the right. Laurel is my walking buddy, and has an awesome sense of humor. Stacey, well, she's Stacey. I love the both of them, as they really make work a fun place to be!

Sunday night I ran a squad call. While turning the corner to go to the building, I heard this loud "Pop/Boom" sound. Not good. As I tried to pull away from the squad building, something was grinding/dragging, and the back wheel was all jacked up. I spent all day really worried about getting it fixed. One of my favorite drivers at the Drag Strip, also runs a repair shop here in town and he came to look at it. Turns out, it's a broken ball/joint. And, while not cheap, it won't completely break me to get it fixed. If it's not one thing . . . I was once told, "If it has testicles or tires, it's going to give you trouble." But, you know what? I've been pretty lucky when it comes to both. The mechanic told me I was really lucky that this didn't happen while I was flying down the interstate. I agree, isn't it amazing how things work out sometimes? Yeah, the car is broken, but only temporarily, and it happened at a time/place that was convenient, and didn't tear anything else up. Some days, it's really hard NOT to count your blessings!!

I'm reminded of the time that we had a huge tree fall on our roof when I was a teenager. It scared the daylights out of me! Dad came in, and the first thing he said was, "What a blessing." Huh? Well, it turns out that we had been needing the roof re-done, and now, insurance would pay for it! And, since Dad and some other men went up and removed the tree themselves, insurance paid for everything, no deductible.

I'm grateful that I'm watched over like I am . . . Hmm, not quite where I started off with 6/6, is it?