Kick and Run, Did You Get the License Plate of That Buggy???

This is too unbelievable for me to not blog about.

Yesterday I was heading back to work from lunch on my motorcycle.

I was at the light by Stewart's in Fort Plain I had the right of way because I was going straight through. Coming in the opposite direction I saw an Amish horse and buggy.

First of all they don't have blinkers so there is no telling in what direction they were going to take but even still I HAD THE RIGHT OF WAY!

I just got under the traffic light when from the corner of my left eye I see this Huge horse towering practically over me. I then saw the horses left hoof up in the air. I cringed and thought Oh Shit!

The next split second I felt excruciating pain in my leg. I wasn't sure what exactly happened. All I knew is that I couldn't go on any further. I some how made it to the side of the road. I was screaming, crying and swearing up a storm. I needed to get my bike kick stand down and in neutral gear so I could get the hell off the bike without it falling.

This task was near impossible because it seriously felt like my leg and foot had been blow off.
I quickly two wayed Paul to let him know I got kicked by an Amish horse going through the light. I was almost incomprehensible. He immediately called 911 and when I got back to him he asked where I was I told him next to Stewart's.

I then managed to get off my bike to sit on the curbside to check out what happened and at the same time I called Donna at work to let her know I might be a tad bit late coming back. All through streaming sobs and tears.

By this time the Local cop showed up and came over to see what had happened.
I explained the whole thing to him and he was just blown away. He kept asking if I fell off the bike or if the bike was dropped in any way.

Thankfully no, because If I had stopped right there I would have been more seriously injured because the horse would have landed on me.

The paramedics showed up and asked what happened, which I went through the amazing details again. They took my shoe and sock off seeing that my toes had swollen and gave me an ice back for my leg. (That was the first thing I felt was hurting badly was my leg)

There was a humongous lump on the side of my leg which hurt to touch and felt so hard. My toes looked swollen and bruised. I was hoping that is was just a really bad strain.

They kept asking me if I wanted to go to the Hospital. I have no insurance now and I said I couldn't afford it.

No one could believe what had happened. This was a first. Not only that but the Amish never stopped to check and see if I was hurt or not. I have no clue if they just didn't see me or if they thought nothing happened.

I decided to have Paul take me to the ER because I couldn't even stand on my leg or foot.

Once at the ER the Registering Nurser ask what had happened after they wheeled me in and I told her "I got kicked by an Amish horse while heading back to work on my motorcycle"

The look on her face was priceless. She must have thought I was joking. When she asked if I could walk on it and I shook my head No and had the look of "Are You Fucking Crazy!" on my face.

A few people in the waiting room heard what had happened and questioned me and was talking to me how unbelievable that is. I was the talk of the day. I even got the award for most unique accident of the day at the ER . LOL

After all the questioning and poking and prodding they took be for Xrays. When the doctor walked back in she said you have a broken toe!

Some major bruising but nothing else looked broken just my Big Toe.

36 years with out any broken bones and not because of a stupid horse my toe is broken!

Not much I can do but to stay off it as much as possible, keep it elevated and iced. Doc said it would be about a week or two before it is healed.

If it doesn't heal correctly then I will have to see a podiatrist (cant afford that)

So that is my amazing tale for this weeks blog. I think this makes up for all the voided non blogging time lately.

I'll keep you all posted!

Lost to the Outside World!

For anyone who knows me, my cellphone is like air to me. I need it and without it I will die.
(a slight over exaggeration but it paints a good picture)

I do not have a regular land line so this is my only source of communication for me to get a hold of others and for them to get a hold of me.

What happened you ask? Where is this leading to?

Well I lost my cell. I'm not exactly sure where I lost it. It is somewhere from Rotterdam mall and Amsterdam Wal-mart.

I realized I didn't have it when I got into Wally World but I just thought I left it in the car. Once we got back to my car it wasn't in visible sight so I had Paul two way it so I could locate it. Once I didn't hear the beeps from the two way my heart immediately sank. I got a sick feeling to my stomach and that lump in your throat when all you want to do is cry.

I ran back into Wal-mart to see if anyone has found a cell phone and they said no not yet.
By the time I got back out to my car Paul was still two waying my phone and it sounded like someone was trying to two way back but didn't know how. We told them h ow to use it and if they found my phone. At this time all we heard int he background was loud music.

Panic now overcame me because now I know someone has my phone. All my numbers my pictures, my music my messages. Little bastards! I grabbed Paul's cell and told them if they don't say anything I will have the phone shut off and they wont be able to use it anyway.

Still nothing. So I called Nextel immediately. They restricted my phone so no calls could come in or out, no two waying, no nothing.

Now I had to get another phone. I Need a phone I didn't care what it was. Even if it was a shitty phone I didn't like I just needed one.

Luckily when I called the Nextel Sales they checked my account and I was eligible to and upgrade and could take $150 off any phone. Plus there was a $50 rebate. Also since I have been a good customer and knowing what my situation is they will take and extra $50 off my next bill.

I ordered the same phone I had already had. I am already familiar with it. It's just a different color. By the time I get all the discounts and rebates my phone is only going to cost me $79.

When all this happened it late Friday night. The soonest the sales rep said I would get my phone would be Tuesday........... TUESDAY!!! I have to go without a phone all weekend! OMG Kill me Now!

Talk about Longest weekend ever. I felt so out of touch.

Monday when I got home from work, there sitting at my door was a nice little FedEx package from Sprint/Nextel.

MY PHONE, MY PHONE YAHOOOOOOO!

AHhhhhh.... Now I can Sleep At Night LOL

Let Me Be Myself

guess I just got lost
Bein' someone else
I tried to kill the pain
Nothin ever helped
I left myself behind
Somewhere along the way
Hopin to come back around
To find myself someday

Lately I'm so tired of waiting for you
To say that it's ok, but tell me
Please, would you one time
Just let me be myself
So I can shine with my own light
Let me be myself
Would you let me be myself

I'll never find my heart
Behind someone else
I'll never see the light of day
Living in this cell
It's time to make my way
Into the world I knew
Take back all of these times
That I gave in to you

Lately I'm so tired of waiting for you
To say that it's ok, but tell me
Please, would you one time
Let me be myself
So I can shine with my own light
And let me be myself
For a while, if you don't mind
Let me be myself
So I can shine with my own light
Let me be myself

That's all I've ever wanted from this world
Is to let me be me

Please would you one time
Let me be myself
So I can shine with my own light
Let me be myself

V A C A T I O N

I know I haven't posted in a while. I've been meaning too. I don't have a good excuse other than I just haven't been in the mood to write.

The week of July 28th I was away on vacation. I headed down to the Jersey Shore. Seaside Heights to be exact. I had a wonderful time. The weather was gorgeous! Hot Humid 90 degrees.

Majority of the time was spent at the beach. I have always loved the ocean and the beach but something about swimming int he ocean scare me a little.

Last year when Kim and I went to VA I happened to venture in further than I normally did. I got my ass kicked by the ocean then. This time was different. The waves weren't as rough so I ventured out even more. I was actually swimming in the ocean. I rode a few waves in. Yes, I didn't get knocked around a bit by a few unsuspecting waves. The next time I head to the ocean I am buying a body board and going to body surf in on the waves!

I also ventured under the pier and checked out all the going ons. Found some interesting shells, a few whole live clams. This one clam, I swear was the size of my whole hand! When I first saw it I though it was only a half clam shell. Once I picked it up I saw what looked like a huge gross slimy tongue sticking out. Curiosity got the better of me so I touched it. I squealed (but didn't drop it) and the clam pulled itself back into its shell.

I also captured a humongous crab but I let it go. Catch and release.

We must have walked up and down the boardwalk a zillion times each day. Rarely did we venture away from the boardwalk or beach.

The one day we headed to the beach later in the day. About 4 in the afternoon, even though it was sunny and blue skies all day a sudden fog engulfed the whole boardwalk. It was freaky. I was laying on the beach with the sun beating down on me one minute to open my eyes and find the foggy mist erily making its way up the boardwalk. All I could keep thinking about was that Stephen King Movie The Fog or the Mist.






Wednesday night was fireworks and I even have some video of that.