July 14, 2011

The number 666 & why it still haunts me.

By Karen Ford

This blog is due to a tweet that had a dear friend concerned.  It is something that happened to me years ago.  And when I say years ago, I mean when I was 14.  I’m thirty – *muffles under breath* years old now and it’s something that I can never forget.

Dream begins…

I went to a high school dance with a friend and her brother dropped me off to my house.  He pulled into the gas station on the opposite side of my house and drove off.  I looked both ways first, even though this is out in the country really, I didn’t grow up in the city.  But it was always a habit of mine.

Anyway, I looked down the road – nothing, then I looked – still nothing.  So I continued on to cross over.  But just as soon as my foot hit the road, this car came out of nowhere and hit me.  I hit off the hood and went up over the car, landing facing the back.

I guess the driver thought that he had killed me, cause he drove off.  But not before I looked up and seen t eh license plate – SIN 666.  No joke, that was the plate ID.

I just stayed on the ground, until the car was gone.  The type of car was one of those old 80’s station wagons with the silver bar on the roof.  So with the car now gone, I knew what the car looked like, and the plate number, I collapsed.

Dream ended.

Until…

But you would think that would be it.  It’s just a dream,, right?  That’s what I thought until about 2 weeks later I was sitting in an arm chair in front of our living room window, watching some TV when I happen to look out and seen this car drive up the road.  But as soon as the front bumper got to where our driveway began, it slowed right down, like a crawl.

Then I noticed the type of car it was.  The same kind from my dream – station wagon.  Now, where it was dark, I couldn’t seen the plate number so I figured, “it’s nothing.”

Until reality hit again…

One day mom and I decided to go shopping, so we headed off.  Once there, and she found a parking place, I noticed a few feet away in another spot in the lot a station wagon.  And wouldn’t you know it, it had the chrome bars on the roof.  Thought to self, *ok, there’s lots of cars made like that, no big deal*.  That was until I seen the license plate number – SIN 666.

I looked around the lot wondering if someone was watching me.  Too scared to tell mom, so didn’t say a word.  The shopping mom and I done that day helped somewhat to forget what I just seen.  So when we got home that day, I vowed to not leave the house on weekends, and especially when any school was having a dance.  I would NOT be going.

I done that for a few weeks until mom asked me to walk to the store for her – at night.  I told her, “not on your life.”  She didn’t understand why I wouldn’t, so I had to tell her.  Not sure what she thought, so not tempting anything, she went. LOL

Would be interesting if any of you reading this has ever had this kind of experience before.  Let me know if you did.

Until next time, XO

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July 9, 2011

Last bit of Camp with some Scenic pictures along the way.

By Karen Ford

Welcome to the last bit of our great adventure.  This will entail the last full day at camp and the next day (packing up and leaving), to which I will end it off with some scenic pictures along the way.  Well, some of the journey anyway, as I eventually fell asleep along the way.  It’s a wonder Paul didn’t get a picture of that, lmao.

Again, this is not a play by account of what we done in the 12+ hours we were on the go, it’s just some of the things that stuck out that made that day so rememberable.

Saturday, July 2nd

Today is last full day at camp and for some, a sad one.  Of course, there were still things to do.  A new schedule went up on the board, with argo rides and of course swimming.  You can’t have camp and not go swimming.  They do have an outside heated pool, but doesn’t mean it’s actually warm when you jump in.  If someone doesn’t turn it on, then you’re freezing your goods.  And it will be a while before they warm up too, LOL.

Sorry no pictures of the kids having fun, you can’t tell who is out there these days, praying on such things.  But just know they had a ball on the argo, and especially swimming.  And before you ask, yes, I got in too.  And it was bloody well freezing too.

After the cold dip, we got warm clothes on and got ready for the next meal.  And more crafts, which is always a favorite of mine.

Plus tonight is the fireworks as well.  We always have fireworks oh Saturday night, as a celebration of another awesome year.  They had the campfire going, accompanied with wieners and marshmallows.  With which Brett cremated again.  But it’s what he loves.  Denise is starting to like them burnt to hell too, LOL.  Not me, nice golden brown for me, 🙂

I really need to invest into a really good camera, cause the one I got doesn’t take nighttime pictures that well at all.  And the fireworks were amazing.  Maybe I should ask for one from Santa, LOL.

Anyway, with the fireworks done, DJ Karen turned on the tunes for the kids party.  Although, Brett would much rather watch TV then to dance (does NOT take after me), but Denise hardly left the dance floor, LOL.  That’s my girl.  Dance it up.  LOL.

The kids party was only supposed to be 1 hour.  But I not wearing a watch, ran it for hour and half, whoops.  So I turned their tunes off and started with the adults playlist.  Then I left and put the kids to bed.  Didn’t take long for them to go to sleep.  LOL.

With all the excitement of that day though, no one was dancing.  Which was fine, a little background music playing was just as good.  I didn’t mind that.  I was just as tired as the rest of them to be honest.

Around 12:30am, I shuffled off to the camper to get some rest.  Sunday was the packing up day to leave and go home.  So I turned off the tunes, unhooked the laptop from the stereo, and headed off.

Sunday, July 3rd…

OK, last few hours of camp.  I knew what it was going to entail too.  Breakfast, packing up camper, kids off playing, lunch, saying our good-byes and driving home.

But with a slight twist.  Denise was going with the in-laws for a couple days as they still had out niece with them.  So I gave them Denise’s toys and suitcase to take with them.  We were left with Brett and the dog..

So after lunch, PIZZA and fries, we went to our usual friends, plus our new ones, and said our good-byes.  But before we actually sat down for lunch, one of the older kids was leaving with his mom – Nick.  That’s when I almost lost it.  Denise got sad that he was leaving, she wanted him to stay.  Bless her, she’s such a caring kid, and for being only 8!

I had to tell her that she will see him again next year.  She started to calm down then, but not before she had me needing to turn my face and wipe my eyes.  Yes, I’m a sap.

With that, Nick and his mom left and Denise went off to play with other friends she has there.  I wish the kids here on the street could see her at camp, she’s such a different child there.  Helpful, caring, looking out for the smaller ones.  Then again, she’s got a different childhood then they do here.  Having a brother with autism is not easy on a child, let alone on the parents.  And she does so awesome with every child at camp, with and without the diagnosis.

Anyway, we said our good-byes and headed off.  It was another awesome weekend at camp.  Can’t wait for next year.  Hopefully WITHOUT the mishaps.

We hit the road and as I looked out the window, first person I thought of was Gina Holden.  Thought to self, *she would love to see some of this*, so I put the window down and started snapping off pictures.  Here’s what I took before I went to sleep.

So I’ll end this blog off with the pictures and hope you all enjoyed the read, and the scenery.  Click on each picture to make it bigger.

Till next time.

XO

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