Playing Manager

Yesterday I had to go to work before 7 because the manager and assistant manager went to St. Joe to a meeting. SO very exciting for me, NOT!! I had to check in the Wonder Bread guy and the Milk guy and everyone else that came in wanting the manager. So I got through yesterday alright.

Today was a totally different situation. And the manager was there!! There was a guy delivering a CO2 canister. He walked in and automatically looked at me and said that he had a CO2 for us where did I want it. NOT EVEN KIDDING!! What did I want to do with it?! Patsy was on my register so I told him that Patsy will deal with him. So she dealt with that one. Then when she was downtown a guy called and wanted to talk to the manager and asked if I was it. I just kinda laughed and said no. I told him to call back in a half an hour. Which he never did. Then when I was standing there waiting for 4 o'clock a lady walked in and said that she just got her car out of the shop because there was something in the gas and she only gets her gas from Casey's. She walked in and just looked right at me, telling me. All I did was tell her that I was sorry. I just kept telling her that over and over again. It was like what the heck was I to do about it. I told her that I would tell Patsy. That was all I could do about it.

That was my day. SUCKED!! Anyway, I am going to get off of here and go make supper. And then go to bed and hold my Baby. Have a good night all. Roxi

One More Day Over With...

Well, I made it through another day. I am so glad to be off the next two days. WHOOOOHOOO!! The airshow went on without any more incidences. On the airfield anyway. This morning at 10 a man and woman came in and asked for the hospital in our town. I looked at them and the guy was a very handsome older gentleman and the lady was a very distinguished lady. The man had a string thing around his neck, you know the kind that most people have keys hanging around their necks. Anyway, one of those things. At the end of it was a square nametag looking thing. I don't know what to call it but a name badge. Anyway, it was Chandy Clantons' father and assume her mother. I held my hand out to the man and told him that I was very sorry to hear about his daughter. He shook my hand and shook his head and said "thank you." Patsy helped them with what they were looking for. They were looking for their daughter and thought that she would be in the local morgue. We don't have a morgue. We have funeral homes. They went to the local funeral home and no one was there so Patsy gave them the number to the one that was in Rock Port. So they finally got reunited with their daughter, I presume. They never came back in. But it made me feel really good to have been some good to have been able to identify her father just by his name tag. Most of the time I can't remember names but today I was in prime form. Not BOASTING. I would never do that, but it still made me feel good.

Anyway, wanted all of you to know that I made it through day alive and somewhat unnerved. Or nerved. I was talking to my Baby about the incident and I was crying and pretty upset. I got over that somewhat. I wanted to share that with all of you. It was pretty freaky, honestly. But that is for another post. Maybe after I get myself convinced that I am not insane. My Baby doesn't think I am, but oh man, I do.

So goodnight all. I will talk to you tomorrow and let you know what I was talking about. Just don't laugh at me when I do. Have a goodnight all. Hold your Baby real tight. Roxi

A Afternoon That I won't soon forget.....

This weekend they are having an air show in Tarkio. A couple of pilots came in that were with the military. They had uniforms on. This afternoon, I went out and had a break about 2:30 or so. I could hear some of the planes. When I got back in, about 15 minutes or so. A guy came in and said that "there was something going on out there at the airport. People were going crazy. Running around and just acting crazy." We soon found out that there was a plane crash. A lady came in and said that "they called lifeflight in, but cancelled it. So everything must be alright." I looked at her and said "OK." The lady behind her said (after the lady was out the door) "That no it wasn't alright." She was working at the nursing home where Bill's dad lives and she saw what happened. Apparently, a plane was doing some loopty loops and went straight up and came straight down. No noise, nothing. It hit hard and alot of dirt. No fire explosion. Just dirt flying.

So later we found out it was a young lady in her 20's or so. Tonight I was looking at http://www.kmaland.com/ and they had on there news section that it was a young mother at the age of 35 who was flying the plane. Her name was Chandy Clanton. She has a website as well, www.chandyclanton.com very pretty VERY YOUNG. But a christian. SO I am kind of rejoicing but also very sad for her father and sons. There are some pictures of her on her site.

They are still having the airshow tomorrow. I guess the "show must go on." I couldn't, but I guess it isn't me. I have to work. Even if I didn't I still wouldn't go. They scare me just to watch. Honestly, I think that it is going on way too close to the town. The only thing between the town and the airport is a little creek and about a quarter of a mile. She went down between the airport road and the creek. Right in the bean field. Apparently, belly-up.

My Baby was blogging and read a really good post from our friend Jan. He said that I needed to read it. It helped me alot. I needed to laugh. Thank you, Jan. ;) Yes, Jan we love to hear your embarrassing moments. My Baby tells me that I am warped. ;)

But for tonight I am going to go to bed and hold my Baby real tight and pray for Chandy's family. And for a safe flights for all the pilots tomorrow. I will let you know how it goes. I will probably hear if anything happens like that again. I pray that it doesn't. I hope that they stay East of town. I am about a mile and a half from it. If that.

Good night all. Hold your baby real tight. The monsters stay away if you do. Sleep tight all. Roxi

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Happy Birthday to dear Sarah Marie Agnew. She would have been 13 this year. A teenager. That is so scary to know. I named her after the movie Sarah Plain and Tall. I loved all of those movies. I just wanted my baby to be plain and tall. I know silly. She was born in Hebron, Ne. On this day at 4:54 p.m. weighing 8 pounds 4 ounces. We got out of the hospital at 9 the next morning. I wanted to share her with the world. I was so excited to have me a baby girl. The day after we got home we came back to Missouri to show her off.

In August I realized that there was something wrong with her. I told my husband then, and he looked at me and told me that "I just wnated something to be wrong with my little girl." I wanted to hit him so hard. I did tell him "yea, I want my Baby to die." I took her to the doctor the next day and I told him that there was something wrong with her. "That she was loooking just like my first son." He told me "Well he is fine." I yelled at him and said "He is dead." With a little frays and frills on there. We went to Omaha not to long from that day and found out she was had Spinal Muscular Atrophy Type 1 (SMA). We put my son Allen in an iron lung when he was 5 months old and all that did was prolong the inevitable. I swore that I would not do that to any of our other children. So on December 20th of 1996 she passed away in my arms at the Children's Hospital in Omaha Ne.

So for today I wanted to share that this is my baby girls' birthday. I love you so much and I miss you more than words could ever say. Love, mommy

Everyone have a good night and I will talk to you tomorrow. Roxi

P.S. Thank you Baby for putting up with me an my stupid ways. Thank you for making supper, for loving me, for mowing our yard, for supporting me in EVERYTHING that I do, for just plain LOVING ME AS I AM. I love you with all of my heart. Love, ME