Once Upon a Summer...

Good morning blog lovers!

We clearly haven't checked it with you in so long, too long in fact. Our summer has been so go, go, go. We barely have time to breathe let alone blog. I appologize for neglecting you, but on some counts I'm un-sorry. On our list of priorities living is definitly up on blogging so as we've been slacking on this front we've been flourishing in the living category. We still love you. We'll try and work on keeping you up to date with us!

I don't have time to recap our eventful summer this morning, yes, I'm writing to you before work this morning. Ha. Hopefully, eventually we'll get to fill you in one week at a time on what we've been up to, more like one wedding and one baby at a time. Isn't that always how summers go. But I want to share with you a big lesson this summer's taught me.

In June I did hair for the wedding of Amy and Paul Ritcher. I wish I had so much more time to share on there wedding because it was seriously so great. They were married at a summer camp and it was just the best time! Either way, Sunday was Father's Day. So as I'm driving home in the am on one of ND's narrow two lane high ways. Because we're in America, I'm driving in the right lane ;) just as this semi goes to pull onto the high way coming the towards me, naturally taking a wide turn, pulling into my lane, I swerve around the semi, but don't have far to go on the mini shoulderless highway I'm driving on and run drivers side tire first over the large chunk of scorrio sitting in the middle of my lane. If you don't know what scorrio is it's a redish rock, found everywhere here, that's really bad for your tires! Ha. Needless to say, I was hoping some how I didn't have a flat tire, but I made it just over the next hill before I had to pull over.

I wasn't intimidated by the flat. Not a scarey situation for me. When I was in drivers ed we had a long list of take home and accomplish on your car tasks, i.e. checking the oil, filling the washer fluid. Changing a tire was a big one on the list that EVERYONE got to skimp on. I was upset with my dad because everyone else's parents were just signing their papers but my dad actually made me change the tire..without his help! Ha, but I survived. Also in high school I took a basic auto class. Yes, there was one other girl in the whole class, but we had the best time. Either way, I'm not the girl that's afraid of this kind of thing, so I got to work.

I have my jack in, the spare out, all of my tools and I don't skip a beat until..I can't get my lug nuts to budge. Seriously, not going anywhere. It's a new car, we haven't ever taken a tire off, so I'm thinking maybe that's the reasoning. My Miss Independent side is literally pleading with God that I will have the strength to do this. That I won't need someone to pull over and help me. That I won't have to be that cliqued girl that can't change her own tire. I'm so deteremined. I'm literally jumping on my tire iron and my lug nuts aren't going anywhere. Of course I'm embarressed by these actions, so everytime a car or truck drives by, which was quite frequently, I act like I'm not having issues. Ha. Rediculous, yes. (: The whole time praying, let me do this, I know what I'm doing, give me the strength. Prayer and prayer after prayer. Nothing. My lug nuts are practically welded on. So finally, I give in, I change my prayer. Well, I guess if you need to send me help I'd be okay with it. And literally the next pick up to drive by pulls over. And this guy, my dad's age, jumps out to ask if I need help.

I explain to him I've got everything under control, except..I'm having issues with my lug nuts, I can't get them off! He comes over, says yeah, they're a little tight and I'm sure he pretended to struggle a little so I wouldn't feel bad, as he turns the tire iron in the CORRECT DIRECTION and the lug nuts slide off. I'm not kidding. This whole time, jumping on my tire iron I was tightening my lug nuts. Yeah, yeah. Righty tighty, left loosy. Got it. Gahh. Ha. My explination is that when I got the jack out and was cranking it up I was turning to the right so when I moved to the lug nuts I just went with the same direction. Either way. I'm laughing so hard at  myself, in my head of course. As he has no issues at all. Ha. Of course I kept that detail to myself.

Either way, we had the nicest chat. He asked if I had father's day plans and I told him I was on my way home to spend the day with my dad. I asked if he was a father and he told me about his children in their 30's, that he just got off the phone with his son who lives on the East coast. After he got the lugs off he looked for my jack, already in place. (: Asked if I had a spare and then saw it was out. (: He was impressed and I'm proud to say I knew what I was doing (ish, ha). But I told him I could do the rest, that he didn't have to. He said don't you worry about it, I'll finish up, you need to get home to your dad. He was so great. He went on to tell me that he moved here from..how random..IDAHO. Ha. That a friend from church had gotten him in with a job out here, we got to chat about that awful Idaho economy and our crazy Mondak one. He finished everything up for me and smiled and told me to "have a blessed day."

He was seriously an answer to prayers. I wish I would have told him too. Though I'm sure he knew. Or asked for his name, or address so I could have thanked him more than the 32 times I did while he was changing my tire. I was going to catch his license plates number so I could (I swear I'm not creepy) but he was a driving a vehicle with state authorized plates, no number. God seriously sent me an angel to change my flat tire. I have no doubt about it. I spent the rest of my drive thanking Jesus for my father that made me learn to change a tire on my own, and for sending me someone else's father when I was trying to loosen the lug nuts in the wrong direction.

Our God is so good.

I had more to post here, but I want to get in a quick shout out to our great friend Trevor. Who checked in with us today, to make sure we were still around because we haven't posted in THAT long. Bleh. So. I'm going to cut myself off here so I can get this up and hopefully post again soon.

LOVEYOUSOMUCH.
Sweet Thursday!