#006 - hiding in the tub

There were only 2 times I bought weed - this is the first time.

There was a girl at school who had somehow found her dad's huge stash (trash bags!) and was coming to school and would sell a little bit here and there. She always shared quite a bit with all of us so we never seen much use for buying any.

Then one day Robyn said she was going to buy a bag - she had almost saved up the $15 that was necessary. She of course said she wouldn't be a free with her's as this girl was - WHAT?! Well she wasn't gonna say no to me! I'd just buy my own!

So after a couple weeks or some crafty begging - can't remember =)  I had my $15 too. So we told her and she brought it to school the next day. Wow did I feel like the biggest deal EVER! I just knew I was IT now -- I bought it that's hardcore, right? LOL!

That day when I went home after the ritual after school toke at Robyn's my mom was onto me or something. When I asked to back over to Robyn's she said no. WHAT??!! How was I supposed to smoke my stuff if I couldn't go over there?

So in my infinite teenage wisdom I thought I could fool her - I asked to go to Sally's house LOL!

Oh I thought I was soooooo smart! So I sat at Robyn's for about 2 hours, no big deal. Sure we smoked some of it -- honestly I think that stingy s**t smoked most of mine and none of hers!

Till my mom knocked on the door.

YES SHE KNOCKED ON THE DOOR!! OMG!!

We about died! Cause Robyn & her mom lived in a very small one bedroom apartment with NO BACK DOOR!!

And.........we are high mind you! So we're fumbling and mumbling and not sure what to do!

Last second I think --- hey the tub, that's a good place! Why would she ever look there?? So I run and jump in the tub and pull the curtain closed.

It seemed like forever she was in the living room talking to Robyn about stupid stuff.

For awhile I wondered if Robyn was trying to scare me by keeping her there or what! She would just to mess with me LOL!

Then she was just about ready to leave and it happened.

YES. IT. DID.

She asked to go to the bathroom.

OMG!!!


We both about gave in right there. I thought for sure Robyn had some how told her where I was and she was gonna jerk me up out of that tub and beat me to death!

I about couldn't do -- I just about caved.

You know what? She never had a clue! She did her business and left with NO clue!
The relief we both felt was so enormous it wasn't even funny! (well now it is LOL)
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We told her years later and she said she ought to beat us both for playing her the fool. I think she was surprised that we were brave enough. Cause let me tell you -- that took LOTS!
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irony of life

Oh the irony in my life in lately is just too canny! Let me explain.

We moved back "home" because we didn't like the fact that we didn't know anyone in Iowa Falls and wanted to be where we knew others so we could feel at home again. The "reunion" was bittersweet if you could even call it that! It's one thing to go to a store and see lots of people and yet not know one -- and quite another to go to a store and see MANY you know, yet few will acknowledge you.

And I'm not sure if it's irony or what you would call it but the twists life has thrown us lately on places to live  is weird. We went from living in a rough neighborhood to having two options to get out of there. What were the two options? The childhood home of one of the men who killed my father --or-- a home that is on the same street (diagonally across from) that my father was killed on. WTH??!!

And it's not like we had alot of choice had to pick one or the other -- the house we were staying in was in a REALLY rough place!

I don't know maybe it's just me because next year will be 25 years since my father died. Or maybe it's because next year will be when one of his killers will be getting out on parole. Maybe it's because I sort of reconnected with my half-sister? Could it just be late life grieving?

I don't know. I have just been really thinking about my dad alot this year. This fiasco didn't help matters none.

just. don't. know.

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inner seeds =)

M.D. Creekmore at The Survivialist Blog had asked "Who planted your “inner seed” leading to your preparedness lifestyle?"  I just had to put my story down and thought - "why not re-post here?" so here it is =)

My grandma, who was a child during the depression inspired me. Actually she yelled at me LOL! I was a stupid 19 yr old with 3 kids and an equally stupid 21 yr old husband. At the time I was sitting and trying to borrow money off her because they cut our aid check. I thought someone was supposed to help me but I wasn't helping myself. She yelled at me for a good hour and you know what? I didn't get any money either! =)

I didn't listen that time, but the next time she mentioned it I started getting a little worried. I don't know if I was more worried about us or her. She sat that day at her kitchen table and cried about how hungry they had been and about how HER mom had cried when they had nothing. For the next 3 years she told me more and more stories about hard times during her life both during the depression and while raising 7 kids with no money.

Each time I'd buy a little something extra or save that little bit of this or that. I still remember the first time I went shopping and came home with 10 bottles of ketchup - my husband was SHOCKED! I tried to laugh it off and act like it wasn't nothing, but it was. I was scared and rightfully so. There's no reason to go to the store everyday just to fix your normal meals!

You know out of 7 kids, 17 grandkids, and 26 great grandkids I wonder how many "talks" she's done of the years? I know her talking to me clicked a switch thankfully =)  

She suffered with storing too much, for too long too. I think that it's a double edge sword. When she sold the farm about 10 yrs ago and moved in town she got rid of all that food. I noticed that now she has hardly anything in her cabinets or fridge. I worry everyday that she'll be ok when times get tough. But she's a tough old bird and will probably be ok =)


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