My son to the rescue.
I was still feeling a bit miserable at noon today. The whole allergy sniffling, coughing, sinus headache thing. My son decides to make a run to town for something to eat and a stop at the store. He took Bella with him. When he got back he told me Bella tried to jump out the car window and through the drive through window. One employee thought it funny, the other wanted nothing to do with the big dog trying to enter the restaurant. She didn’t but my son is still laughing about the incident. But then again, he did buy bacon for her.
A bit later I was feeling better so headed over to the Jeep meeting for the Show and Shine event on Oct. 2nd. My purpose was to take them the things donated, but then since the medicine was working and I wasn’t coughing I hung around a while. My son keeps telling me I need to talk to people, so I thought I would give it a try. And I did. And most folks even talked back.
I didn’t count to see how many were there. But there was a good many, and most very busy when I arrived. By the time I had arrived, most of what was needing done had either already been done, or was in process of completion. They began working on logistics. Since I’m registered for clean up duty, I hung back and listened to conversations around me or chatted with those not otherwise involved. There were moments when I felt like that awkward teen trying to talk to the cool kids but I didn’t let that stop me.
From what has been said, this event is going to be amazing. From the many Jeeps, to the vendors, blood and plasma drive, raffles and auctions,Officer Herdon’s cruiser will be there. Did I mention Jeeps? Lots of Jeeps. All to raise money for the Love Like Lauren Foundation. All to go toward the battle against children’s cancer. To help those battling. To bring attention to the battles that these kids are fighting.
When I left to come home, I was smiling. I didn’t go for ice cream like some did. I was tired and wasn’t sure how long the allergy medicine would hold out. I felt good though. I had gone on my own, my son was home but I told him I’d go on my own. He, of course, had to toss in a ‘don’t get lost’ remark. I had gone, I had delivered the donations, and I had stayed. I’m not the outgoing sort. I’m not one that can walk right up and start a conversation. Even at the age I am now, I act and feel at times like that socially awkward teen. Today though, I fought through that and stayed.
As I drove home I had to pass through a busy intersection. Getting through the traffic light I was making my way along, singing to something on the radio when a small, white car swerved in front of me nearly taking the front of my Jeep off. I may have said a word I don’t ordinarily use but they scared me. All that road and you can’t make sure you’re far enough ahead, that’s sad.
My son was laughing at me when I got home. I was gone longer than I thought I would be. His first question, “Did you get lost?” Now that he knows I know where to go for the event, he won’t go with me. He will probably be looking forward to time without mom. I don’t blame him. Since he got my wood stove repaired- to the best of our knowledge- he deserves a break. He’s off tomorrow, I may even see if the budget allows me to buy him breakfast somewhere.
I’ll probably start working on getting Star ready for the event. Clean out the inside, toss the candy wrappers in the cup holder, vacuum, all but wash. I live on a dirt road, I won’t wash her until the day of the event. It would be difficult for Star to show and shine through a layer of dust. If you’re local, or coming through the area, all are welcome. Its supposed to be a nice day.