Nutshell Weekend.

Wow, they must be getting sick of me here at the future shop. I'm very loyal though! haha. Anyways, this week hasn't been hecktic at all so I don't have any excuses to why I haven't updated. This weekend I went and helped out at the farm in High Bluff. It turned out to be a lot of fun. I got the nickname, Alice. I'll explain later.
To understand why I was out there I'll give you the very short explanation. A lady in our church has a daughter and she just lost her husband in a car accident. They were one week away from their one year anniversary. They also have a young daughter, who is almost 3 months old now. This accident happened just over a month ago. Well, this couple lives on a farm and just having a new born in the house is a lot to handle not to mention running a farm at the same time and all alone. So some of us from the church went out to give her a hand cleaning it up to sell. I got to use a pressure washer. SOOO much fun. My job was to wash the entire outside of the house. Well, it took me two hours just to do half of the front of the house. When we breaked for lunch they changed the nozzel and then it took me less than an hour to finish the rest of the house. haha. In the morning all the guys gutted the basement. It had flooded and there was mold growing in the walls. Not too safe with a new born or anyone living in the house. After lunch the men focused their attention the the deck while I filled gofer holes with dirt. So fun. After all was said and done the house looked good. When we came back to town I went home and rested. I was soooo sunburnt. I still am. Just call me Bob. (the tomato, from Veggie Tales). Oh, yeah I have to tell you how I got that nickname. When I was pressure washing the side of the house I kept falling into the stinkin' gofer holes and the guy who was working along side of me called down to me, how's your adventure in Wonderland Alice. haha. It was really funny.
When I got home my friend Lori came over, we watched Benchwarmers. So funny. Then I called my dad and talked for a while. I guess there were too many moments of silence and I fell asleep while I was still on the phone. I woke up and said, oh are you still there? My dad answered yes, what happened did you fall asleep? I had to be honest and told him that I had. So I hung up the phone and went to bed. When I woke up, in time to go to church I didn't feel well at all. I think I may have encountered heat stroke. I felt cold, yet I was sweating. Retarded body. So I went back to sleep. I didn't wake up until 2 in the afternoon. I woke up to Puss in Boots licking my shoulder. How endearing right? Wrong when you have a sunburn. I woke up in pain. So I got up and went shopping for a baby gift. I had to be at a baby shower at 3. I knew what I was getting her so I didn't need much time in the store. But of course as soon as I got to the photoshop in Walmart there was a sign saying I'll be back at 3. I was like oh gurr...that's what I get for procrastinating. So I went and got the other things I would need for the gift. Finally it was 3 and I went back and she still wasn't there. Errr!! So I went and doddled around the store for a few minutes. When I got back there I was greeted by a really uncheerful teenager. I asked her if they sold gift certificates. She said no we don't. I asked do you honour Walmart gift cards? She said no. I said, ok I want to give this package deal to my friend for her baby shower can I just pay for the time now and book the appointment and if she needs to change the time she can call down? Nope, (was her answer) you should probably just come in with her and pay for it then. GRRRr...I don't know why my logical solution wouldn't just work but whatever. So I went and got baby clothes instead. I really wanted to give her professional baby pictures but whatever. So I got in my car and headed towards the shower. Baby shower not actual shower, I had already taken a shower. Anywho, so I was driving towards the exit of the parking lot when this girl who wasn't paying any attention to what she was doing came barreling out of the parking lot. If I hadn't slammed on my brakes I would have been t-boned. Like a steak. Our cars came in less than a foot of eachother. Grr...time for some angry music. So I turned on my limp bisquit and my metalica. And away I went. I was told that the party was on Dennis street so I went up and down Dennis looking for a purple door. Finally an hour later I gave up and went to Future Shop. I was like Ruth do you know where Jenny lives. She said, I know but I don't know what the street is called. I said well I've gone on all the roads with names and I can't find it. So she called Jenny. 13th street. What the heck. So I got to the party after my little break down in Future shop. That's right people. I cried in a store. I was burnt, I almost got hit, had to deal with stupid Walmart girl, had heat stroke still, drove around in my car for an hour without air conditioning, and I was grumpy. So I cried. But it only lasted a couple of minutes. I pulled myself together and away I went to the party. When I got there Jay appologized for giving me the wrong directions. And then I got to hold the baby. She's soooo sweet. After the shower I went home and I went to sleep. I woke up about 4 hours later and played my farming game. It's sooo much fun to be a farmer and not have to deal with the smell. Then I went to bed again after talking on the phone to my mom, dad and my friend Miguel.
Today I woke up and went to work. It was fairly busy for a Monday and that made me happy. After work I went home and was greeted by a deceased cat in my driveway(which is in the back lane). This cat always visits my house and it is still really young. At first I thought it was just sleeping. Then I got out of my car and I knew right away that it was no longer with us. There were flies everywhere around it. So I went inside and looked up the Humaine Society. They aren't listed. So I went back outside and saw my neighbours. I asked them if they owned a cat. They said yes. I was like, um...what does it look like(hahahaha...I have a joke in my head that has a line like that in it and it made me laugh....can't really do it over the computer though so if you see me ask me to tell you the dead cat joke ok). They looked at me with a weird look on their face like, why do you want to know what our cat looks like. So I just told them out right I have a deceased cat in my driveway. They popped their heads over the fence and said nope, that's not our cat. Then my male neighbour said, I can get a garbage bag. I was like, no I have an old towel I'm going to wrap it up and take it to the vet. And that's what I did. Man that thing stank like poo. It was like an ongoing fart all the way to the vet. I had to turn my head out the window to get some fresh air so I could survive the drive. The ladies that the vet clinic were soooo nice. They took down my 411 and said they would call to let me know what was going on with it. So yeah, that's my life of the weekend in a nutshell. Hope you've all had a great weekend. Peace Out.