Sunday, April 12, 2009

Estancia Adventure

Yesterday, April 11, 2009, Brad, Robin and Karl went to Estancia, NM. It is a little town out of by Albuquerque an hour. Robin wanted to go to her soon to be daughter-in-laws bridal shower.
About 20 miles from our destination, our car started to smoke and run awfully. Plus, it was cold and snowy!!! Brad and Karl filled it with water and we hobbled to Leslie's house. When we got there, Brad checked the car more closely and realized we had blown a head gasket.--That's not an easy fix. The bad news we couldn't drive our car home, but the good news is that Dan-Leslie's father had a truck and car dolly he said we could drive home with. What a sweet and wonderful thing for him to do for us.
So I went to the bridal show. I saw an old friend from home that some of you may remember as Gail Adams. She is remarried and living in Mountain Air, right by Estancia. She came to the shower, as she is in the Stokes' ward. It was really nice to see her again. She is as funny as ever. Her personality reminds me of my sister Barbara. She had us rolling on the floor with her funny jokes.
After the shower, we ate a delicious lunch of stew, rolls and cookies that Darla and her daughter Natalie had made, then we towed our car home. Karl is marrying into a really nice family. I feel blessed that he has made such a good choice!

Friday, April 10, 2009


Burning Down the House!!!

So, Nana's bishop called Brad about 4:00pm yesterday afternoon to say some neighbor kids saw smoke billowing out of Nana's house. So Brad and I jump in the car and race over to her house, trying to reach her on her cell phone (what a clever concept it would be to carry it with you!) or house phone in the mean time. As we drive up Fairway, we see at least 25 neighbors gawking up the street to see a police car and two firetrucks parked in front of Nana's house. We park by the next door neighbors and started running to the house. The police man wouldn't let us through. After a little while the fireman came and talked to us and said a pan was on the stove and nobody was home. They had a blower at the front door trying to get the smoke out. A little while later they took us inside to show us the damage. There really was none, only a little black on the stove. They checked the attic spaces to make sure there were no flames up there. After about 30 minutes, Nana drives up. She had been at bell-ringing practice and had the thought (did I put the beans on the stove?, No, I must not have, because I didn't put the ham in it.) Then as she was taking her friend home, she declined the offer to go in her friend's house to visit. She felt she needed to get home quick.