Monday, March 10, 2008

Cop Story

#2: "Hey, mom! Look! It's a sac-de-cul!"
Me: "A sack of gold?"
#2: Laughing
#1: "You mean a cul de sac?"
#2: Giggling, "Yeah, a cul de sac!"

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I survived my first evening without hubby. That wasn't too hard, I mean, come on! I've been without hubby before. When the goin' gets tough, man, I sure get goin'! But only if I have to, otherwise, I can get lazy. Perhaps that means it's good he leaves me to fend for myself every once in a while.

Anyway, I survived. With the help of some friends, I was even able to go accompany the ward choir at practice and attend the Primary board family potluck. And even before all of that, we cleaned the house (yes, on the Sabbath) for another prospective renter. Ooh! That reminds me about a story I should share:

I was on the phone with my parents Saturday afternoonish/eveningish, when I saw a police car pull into our cul de sac. I was in my living room, which has a spectacular view of the road. He pulled around slowly, slowly and finally came to stop in front of our house. I said, "Hey, mom and dad? I'll call you back. There's a cop at my house and I'm not sure why..." The police officer gets out of his car and slowly walks down my drive-way, but towards my side gate instead of the door. I walk to the back of the house and look in the backyard --I don't see him. "What is going on?" I think as I walk back to the living room. By then, I see him get back in his car and slowly
drive away down the street. He stops for a minute...then keeps going and rounds the corner. I was so confused! Was there an escaped convict in my yard?!
Then later that night, my landlord (who lives three houses down) called and asked if more renters could come look at the house the next day (that would be the Sunday 'lookers' that I cleaned for). She then apologized and said "The wife and daughter saw the house today (Sat), but her husband didn't, so she told him to come look at the front and back yard if he got a chance; he was the police officer you saw! I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner and I hope it didn't scare you! He's coming with his wife again tomorrow..." A-ha! That made sense. And now I wish I would have invited him in. I like my cop story. Do you have any cop stories? I have many, many more, but this one is funny (and sad) because of the automatic assumption I had because of his uniform and car. Which makes much sense, but at the same time makes me pause.


Well, we're off and running. Nephew is here, and I think all that talk about his rambunctious behavior is inflated. He's actually pretty awesome when he plays with his cousins. I'm thinking this week might be easier than I thought. Of course, we haven't done night-time yet, and #4 was up a lot last night (slight cold). He was up enough that I slept in and we only had 15 minutes to get ready for school. Thank goodness I refuse to make breakfast and force the children to eat cold cereal every morning! But anyway, we'll see how I feel tomorrow. Here's hoping for sleeping children!

12 comments:

Jamie J said...

I dread the first few days after Daylight saving but then i love that it's lighter later! It's worth it. I totally slept in today too! That's a funny story about the cop. I would have been freaked out too.

bythelbs said...

One time I got pulled over by a cop. I was driving with my husband to be when we got pulled over--I couldn't figure out what I had done. He came up to the car and asked us where we were going and where we had come from. Then he said he'd stopped us because our vehicle (I was driving my parents' mini-van) matched the description of one that someone had been driving around town indecently exposing themselves. Only he didn't say "indecently exposing", he just kind of pantomimed some flasher action with his jacket. He was very nice and seemed to be quite embarrassed about the whole thing. As we pulled away, I turned to my future husband and told him, "That was close--now quit with the mooning already!" Just kidding, of course. We were innocent--at least of the flashing. :)

April J. said...

This isn't really MY cop story but it sorta involves me. A friend went out and a family member came by and didn't shut the door all the way and the alarm went off. So naturally the police show up to make sure everything is OK. They just got back from a vacation and the house (atleast the bedroom) was a pretty good mess along with their safe open and on the floor. Meanwhile they show up home and walk inside to guns being holstered and having to explain what they were doing in their own home. The police happened to be my sister-in-law. So here's the funny part, we had a halloween party at my house that night and my sister-in-law stopped by in uniform. My friend was embarrassed of the state of her room so wasn't going to share her experience, but was recognized by my sister, so the story was divulged to the entire party.

Jolene said...

Never under-estimate the power of Benadryl.

I think I will share my cop story on my blog sometime in the next few days.

Cristy said...

I always do great the first two days Jim is gone. It's the third day and any days after that are hard. I got pulled over by a cop today. The sticker on the back of my car is expired, but it is registered (since we moved they couldn't send us the stickers). Freaked me out though.

Lizzie said...

Hey Cheryl! Bet you didn't know I read your blog, but I do. I have a fun "cop" story from last year. We were in an apartment until June, and one saturday I was at home with a napping Lexi, waiting for Wayne to get back from errands when I get a call. It's Wayne, and he's outside of the entrance to the apartment complex which is being blocked off by a SWAT team. I look out the window, and what do you know, there's the SWAT team right outside my apartment. I start to get a bit freaked out as I watch SWAT team members walking briskly past my window, pulling people from their apartments in no shoes into SWAT vans and driving away. Strangely, no one is coming for me, but the action seems to be revolving right around me. I then watch helplessly as a SWAT guy assembles two very large weapons (I'm no guns expert, but let's jsut say they were big and had several pieces), hooks them to his fancy SWAT uniform, and then lets out a large German Shepherd from the van and puts a bullet proof vest on the dog. The man and the dog then procede to walk past my window and out of my view. At this point I'm panicing. The DOG needs protection, and I'm left in my apartment to wonder what's going on?! A long 10 minutes later, the man and his dog return to their van and drive away. We later learned that a couple that lived in apartment up one level and over one (so kittycorner) in our building was being arrested to robbing severl local banks. The whole went down without incident, but I still find it strange that they seemed to evacuate several apartments, but not ours. I guess I must have looked tough and bulletproof peaking at the SWAT team from behind my blinds...

Amanda said...

I'm so glad it was nothing scary! Good luck this week with all those kids! I bet you'll get some good writing done this week! ;)

Amanda said...

My only cop story is that I rear-ended one when I was in college. Talk about a nightmare! Maybe I'll post about it.

Rochelleht said...

Let's hear it for cold cereal! And frozen waffles...

LAHansen said...

I love your cop story! I don't have any good ones...is that a good or bad thing? Some of my favorite ward members have been cops. The first apartment my husband and I lived was great, except for the cockroaches...when we decided we'd have to move, our wonderful ward members were pretty sad. One of our good friend was a cop for the county and said that if he'd had jurisdiction, he'd go in there and condemn the property for us so that we wouldn't have to go through all the legalities of breaking our contract...what a good cop!! :)

P.S. I replied to your question about Idaho on my blog on the post comments! Thanks ;)

malinda said...

that is a funny story about the cop. have a great week.

Amber said...

Wow, what a cop story! I don't have any great stories either. Well, except for when I'm the offending party but we won't go there. :-)