Niagara's Fury!!!

So the nurse, the collections agent and the almost-student were at the Festival of Lights tonight in Canada. We walked along the falls, a picturesque scene of light, water and snow crystals. We laughed and chatted, our words echoing in the cold night. The nurse and the collections agent joked about how the nurse would feel if the collections agent hit her in the face. Understandably, not good. Then the 3 stopped for a look at the falls. Jokingly, the nurse turned around to sudo-punch the collections agent and, alas, her fist came into contact with his nose! After a few seconds of embarrassment, she inquired as to his condition. Luckily his nose was too cold to feel any pain, and there was no blood. As the next sign they walked past was 'Niagara's Fury,' that is what they christened the nurse's fist. :)

Pump Pots and Sink Stoppers

So the nurse and the physical therapist are now living together. A couple nights ago the physical therapist was explaining to the nurse how a pump pot works. Sounds pretty simple, ladies and gentlemen, am I right? Well, the nurse thought so too. "So you just put hot chocolate in there...and then pump it to keep it warm?" ... So the physical therapist kindly explained that, no, it's already warm because it's in the pot, pumping it actually expels some of the liquid into your cup. :) Later on that evening, the physical therapist was painting. Cool. She then rinsed off her palette in the kitchen sink and realized it wasn't draining. We had already had a talk about the very slow garbage disposal and knew soon we would have to call maintenance. So the physical therapist got the plunger and the nurse ambled in, to see for herself. She took one glance at the situation and said, "Oh xxx," (name blocked out for security purposes). The nurse then reached into the sink and pulled out...the stopper. Amidst some laughter, she kindly offered to take the plunger back to the other room. :)

Boredom at its best

I guess that nothing of note has happened in our lives lately. These days, with winter coming and all, we haven't had any fun adventures to speak of. We'll most likely get a blizzard and then, THEN we'll have something to blog about. We've all been busy with our respective jobs and lives and the like with not much time for anything else. But when something does happen we'll be sure to blog about it.

Attack of the World's Most Giant Insect

So we went for a walk with the physical therapist. We decided to go to Buckhorn, and had a series of adventures. When we went to park, we saw an animal running along the side of the road. At first we thought it was a fox, but then decided it was too big. Then we thought...dog? But it really looked too strange to be a dog. The physical therapist suggested it may be a coyote, but we thought it was the wrong color to be that. So we parked, and were a bit nervous about getting out of the car because we were unsure of the animal's temperament, but then we saw another car whose owners got out and tried to call the animal. It began to come to him, and then ran away. The owner of the car gestured towards us and pointed to the departing animal and we shook our heads no. We got out of the car and began our walk, assuming we would never know what the animal was. We had been walking about seven minutes when we suddenly heard a sound that was frighteningly reminiscent of point-blank gunshots. As we were paused and perplexed, a woman came running down the path. She frantically asked us, "Did you see a dog that looks like a fox come this way?" More stunned by the sound than her answering our previous question as to the animal's identity, we asked her, "What was that noise?" She hurriedly said, "Gunshots. Have you seen her?" Uneased, we directed her to where we had seen the "dog," and she ran off, calling after the "dog." We hesitantly walked on, and Mel urged me to take off my brown sweater lest I be mistaken for something that looked good to shoot.
We walked up to a small bridge and then walked back, as we had to get to "choir practice." We got back to the car and got in, when the physical therapist shrieked, "WHAT IS THAT??" while gesticulating toward the window behind me. I turned and saw the world's most giant insect, casually perched on the window. Not quite fazed yet, I reached back and unlocked the door so that the phsyical therapist could get to it and shoo it out. When we withdrew our hand, however, the bug lept from it's perch and disappeared, I assumed, up my sleeve. While screaming and feeling insects crawling all over my body, I tore out of the car and shook myself off. After realizing that I was still alive and unharmed and that there were no insects on me attempting to alter that status, we began to search for where the giant insect had gone. We realized with great horror that it had gone in the direction of our purses and what not, where there were many open nooks and crannies for carnivorous bugs to lie in wait of a victim. We drew back from the car and began to discuss all the worst case scenarios and outcomes of this situation. Perhaps it had gotten into one of our purses. Perhaps it had somehow slithered into the violinist's violin case. Perhaps it was, at that very moment, laying and hatching eggs that were to produce millions of the World's Most Giant Insects that would spring us while we were driving and leave nothing behind but tooth fillings. We were discussing these possibilities when we saw the WMGI crawling slowly up the back of my seat. The violinist cried to the physical therapist, "GET ME A TISSUE!!!!!" The physical therapist ran to the other side of the car and grabbed a box of tissues while we urged her to hurry. She bolted back and threw about six tissues onto the seat. We grabbed them in a haphazard ball, attempted to grab the World's Most Giant Insect, realized there were too many tissues to be able to properly grasp it with, and reduced our ammo to two. We scooped it up, tried to shake it out onto the ground while every moment feeling it crawl up our arm, and finally dumped the entire package into a nearby garbage can. Running into the car, we rolled up the windows and drove away as fast as we could, with our lives and our tooth fillings in hand.

Shh...it's busy...

So it's been pretty quiet around these parts lately. All of us got busy with life I guess. We still have loads of funny stories and experiences that happen, but most of us forget to write them down or "blog them out", so to speak. We are all alive and well. No one is missing, though 1 of us unemployed got a job answering phones at a nationwide retail store. Things are still looked at on the bright side. Hopefully we'll have some good experiences to share again. We'll have to get the ball rolling again.

Breaking and entering.

So we stayed at the nurse's house for a couple days. Yesterday morning, we packed up our stuff to go, and went out to the nurse's car to put in the trunk. The nurse said, "The car is open, so just pop the trunk from the inside." We got to her car. It was unlocked. We popped the trunk and opened it. Inside, there was camping equipment, which had not been there the night before. Confused, but not too concerned, we rifled through it, trying to make room for our backpack. After finding no room, we began to think about how the stuff got into the trunk. Curious, we looked at the rearview mirror to make sure the air freshener heart was hanging there. It was not. A slow realization finally came: this was not the nurse's car. We heard her calling from behind us saying, "No! Over here!" Mortified, we closed the trunk door and ran over to the nurse's ACTUAL car...and put our things in the trunk. After overcoming the initial embarressment, a certain "renegade achievement" feeling came over us. We had never broken into anything before...let alone a stranger's car. So we feel as though we have accomplished something in our lifetime, illegal as it may be, so we do not feel as nerd vanilla as we normally do. We are shamefully proud of ourselves.

The collections agent...I am going find you and you are going to pay

So this is my first post. We would have posted sooner but we wer on a vacation from the world wide web for while. We were at our favorite grocery store the other day, as we were leaving the store and reading a text from The Nurse we almost walked into a cement column. As we regained our compsure and trying once again to text and walk we were approched by a very energetic man. The man said " Excuse me sir!" we turned around and found this man was approaching faster than we could run away with our groceries in hand, so we said "yes?" The man said "I have a question for you". We said "okay..." The man said "Can you help me jump my car?" We explained to the man that we did not have a set of jumper cables in our car. the man said "I have some, so can you help me?" innocently we replied "sure where is your vehicle". The man said it was just down the road. While we were walking to my car the man inquired "Do you love Jesus" We said "yes" The man persisted "for real?" We again said yes. The man "than exclaimed "Praise the Lord! I have been praying and asking God for help. I am really in some trouble." We reached our vehicle and we wer trying to keep the man out of our car. We opened our trunk and of coarse it was full. So we went to the rear door and as we tried to start loading our vehicle the man budged his way past us and said here let me help. It was too late there was nothing seperating him and the passenger side seat. So as we walked the empty cart to a safe place the man waited. we returned to the vehicle and said to the man "we want to help you but we would prefer that you not ride in our vehicle with us." The man was upset and persisted that he would not harm me and that it offended him that I would think that he would. we said fine well where is your car. He pointed up the street torwards bailey and said "its right over there". Okay so we stepped into the vehicle and the man starts telling me how a friend swindled him and stole his paycheck and how he is out of gas and that a taxi cab driver stated he will help him get to and from a gas station if he could only find some money to buy the gas. we informed the man that I did not have any cash on us and in fact we didn't even have enough money in the bank to be able to get money out of an atm. By now we were by Toms Restaurant. The man's car was near UB South, not very close at all. So once the man realized we did not have any money for him he became upset and was no longer a nice christian brother. He started to ask us if I could get a cash advance off of one of our credit cards for him. we told him we could not do that. So he asked if I could drop him off at the tops on maple. As we were driving to Tops the man said "will you at least buy me some cigerettes so that we can give them to the taxi cab driver so he can help me" we again said no. The man said I am starving will you at least buy me some food from mcdonalds. we said we can do that. we bought the man a strawberry milkshake, double cheeseburger and some fries. As the man shoveled them into his mouth, we drove back to Tops where the man became aggravated because we weren't getting him there any faster. So we finally arrived at Tops. we prayed for the man and he jumped out of our vehicle and that is hopefully the last we will see of him.