What the...

I must have accidentally taken this picture today while I was at Bobby's baseball practice. I can see the bleachers in the background and I believe the black object is my bag. My question to you all is.....what the h*ll part of my body is that? Suggestions??? I actually think Jennie figured it out but let's just see for fun what everyone has to contribute.

Slow Down

I was feeling nostalgic last week so I rented some older movies. One of them was "City of Angels". I know it ends sad but I think the moral of the story is that we need to slow down and celebrate the magnificent life we mortals get to experience.
So, this week, take the extra time to enjoy the breathtaking sunset or landscape. If it rains, instead of hiding safely in your house, go out and dance in it.
Slow down when you are eating lunch or dinner and take pleasure in what you are tasting. No feeling guilty about calories or diets.
Sit and listen to your kids laughing.
Hold your partners hand or just look into their eyes. Stop and smell the flowers or babies or bread baking...breathe it in. We are so blessed to have so very many wonders in our lives. Lets take the time this week and enjoy, experience and appreciate them.

My Crazy Job

I have an unusual job. I work for a repossession company. I cover the Las Vegas area. Usually it is a very negative experience but sometime I get updates from my agents that are pretty entertaining. I thought I would share some of my favorites. Enjoy!

Ran given address. There appeared to be a Gang meeting tonight so I kept on rolling. Will run again REAL late when theyre passed out and give them something to talk about.

Door knocked the Forest Falls address. An intoxicated man answered the door and claimed the debtor wasnt home. I told him I was here for the vehicle. An intoxicated woman then came to the door. They then told me they were going to get their things out of the vehicle. The woman got in and started the car and started to backup. I advised her not to hit my truck. The man then said I should move my truck and I told him no that he needed to surrender his vehicle. The man then told me he was going to go get something to move my truck. I told him that if he came out with a gun that he was going to jail. He chilled for a drunk second. Meanwhile, drunk woman is in vehicle and won't get out. Drunk man opens garage and drunk woman tries to park vehicle in garage full of boxes. About this time I decide to retreat before I start drinking. As I am leaving, the man approaches and states that the vehicle will be ready for pickup tomorrow. But for the grace of God, there go I.

I ran the Searles address. I knocked on the door but they wouldn't answer. With blankets for curtains and this being the ghetto...these are some poor black people. The only boat the are going to own is one that floats in the bathtub.

It must be a full moon. Went to the Sahara address. Old black man on security wouldn't let me in the complex. Called the cops and held me there with BIG gun. After things settled, met up with a man wearing a tinfoil cap pushing his LOVE van down the middle of the highway. Asked if I could help and were met up with our friendly neighborhood po-lice again. Going home before I end up becoming Bubbas cellmate.

The given is a good address. The woman I spoke with was approx 60 years old. If she is the daughter, mother needs a walker when she drives. Without a POE, hooking this will be the sun, moon and ALL the stars lining up as well as my lucky rabbit in my pocket.

The unit is not showing at the given address. I have drove this area morning, noon and night and unless this is a Velcro car and they are taking it apart and parking it in the house everyday, this isn't a good address.

That's just a few of them. There are always interesting cases. Right now we are looking for a treanssexual escort who goes by both Tori and Rodney. We've had a debtor threaten to call the police on us because we stole his "blunt" out of this vehicle when we recovered it and we had a debtor come out when we had his car hooked and break out the windows with a baseball bat, slash his tires with his pocketknife, get in and drive the car OFF our lift with the flat tires, drive it down into a steep embankment and then walk back and tell the agent "Now you can have it".

Adventure at the Museum

No, its not a Goosebumps book. Every Saturday, I try and do something with the kids. Bonding time, you know. We do the usual. Fiesta Fun, out to eat, swimming, movie, etc, but today I decided to do something a little more cultural. I think that this will be my new goal. Expand their minds a little bit. This is a stretch from expanding their minds, but at least it was educational. We went to the wildlife museum. It was just me and Bud today. We had our own little safari. At one point, they shut off the lights and made it sound like a storm. There was booming thunder and clashing lightning. It was a little eerie. Every flash of lightning, you could see that you were surrounded by wild animals. Big bad Bud wanted to get right out of there.

"Hot Mama Makeover"

Things have been fairly slow at the Pulver's house lately, which is okay. It gives us a chance to recharge and prepare for things to come. Saturday, I was able to attend the "Hot Mama Makeover" at the Dixie Center. I won tickets on the radio so I grabbed Amy and we headed off for some adventure and learning. There were some good classes. We narrowed it down and started the day off with a quirky motivational speaker. We then went to a women's sexuality class where we learned the "layout of the land". We then pressed forward and took some self-defense tips from a egocentric over the hill "famous" kickboxing champion. But, my favorite class was Tai Chi. It was taught by a Mr Magoo looking 60 year old man who was fit and more spry than many 30 year olds I know. (I am so layed back that Tai Chi fits me perfectly.)
As we were walking around the vendor booths between classes, I noticed a booth that was handing out domestic violence pamphlets. When I saw the volunteer sign up form laying on the table, I knew right then why I had won the tickets. One of my favorite things to do is help people. I've tried to center my life and my jobs around doing just that. I've been a lifeguard, an EMT, a victim advocate and even doing first calls gave me the opportunity to help people. The job I have now definately does the opposite of that, so I've been praying for a chance to do what I love and it was dropped right into my lap. I know that the Lord works in mysterious ways and Robb and I have learned to accept and embrace the path the Lord has given us.