I have been reminded I'm from WV

The other day, Este and I went to Los Angeles, or la (mom:), to do some appraisals. I don't know if you have ever seen the show THE FIRST 48...but i stepped into that show on this day. We pulled up in the neighborhood and I just knew it wasn't good. We couldn't find a parking spot so we had to park in front of a driveway. The man was sitting as his screen door just watching outside. Este yelled to him to see if we could park there for 10 minutes. The guy agreed but we would have to move if a red truck was to come. I started my praying then...Lord, please don't let this red truck come. As Este was getting his stuff ready to go and appraise (I already knew I wasn't steppin foot out of this car) I saw a man across the street hangin out in his yard...sippin and stirring his Grand Marnier ...let me remind you, this is 11 in the morning.
Este is soon out of sight, my hands are getting sweaty as the neighborhood comes alive! Here comes this homeless woman and her "buggy." She stops at this one house trying to sell these two small bikes. The man she is trying to sell them to just keeps watching her push them back and forth...as if the first 20 times wasn't enough to show that they roll. It was so bizarre. He finally refused and another man comes up and gives her money and she makes a cross over her chest to him. Him and his buddy are laughin and all kinds of stuff. All kinds of pple were comin in and out of the house (that I'm parked in front of). I have come to the conclusion...yes, I was parked in front of the crack house. THEN a baby chicken or bird or something gets in this yard with 3 or 4 dogs. The guy sippin the strong drink...goes and knocks on the neighbor's door....they catch the bird ..this whole thing was a big ordeal.
ANYWAYS....I see Este coming back to me. He gets in the car and I say "get me outta here!" ...thinkin the drama was over for the day. We get on the freeway and we get behind this car. Before we knew it (let me remind you, we are on the freeway going 70 mph...okay este's driving...probably 85 mph) and this teenager decides to come out of the window....his whole body....and he starts waving and actin like he's going to jump out. we move so we don't run over his body. He gets back in the car....then he gets back out and starts touching his foot down to the ground. I just started saying, "i dont wanna see this, i dont wanna see this!" He finally gets back in the car and we zoom away. ahhhhhhhh.
I was reminded, I'm from the hills of WV....what the HECK am i doin out here????? we got home and I took a couple hour nap. whew....what a day!

this sums my life up...

(work break)

my este is something!

We have been leading worship at church and my old guitar, which i cherish with all my heart, does not have a plug for amplifying it. Well, after church yesterday, I went to a bridal shower and este went to La and Orange county to do some appraisals. When he got home yesterday evening, I was playing my guitar and singin my heart out. He comes in the family room where I was with a big smile on his face. I thought, "wow, he must be sooo glad to see me!" I got up and gave him a hug and we chit chatted for a sec. Then he hands me this wire plug that's for my guitar. If you could have been in my mind....something was not connecting. I could have sworn that I didnt have a place for this on my guitar. So after some thought I asked him, "does my guitar have a place for this?" He smiled and said, "yes!"....and turned the corner to go get......MY NEW GUITAR....i couldnt stop crying. He prayed while I had the guitar in my arms that the guitar and I would always glorify the Lord. mmmmmmmmm...i love him.
So then he took me to the church and let me see what it sounded like. He took some short videos, too..but for some reason when I hit publish, they don't show up...sooo, I'll try and figure it out later.