Crunches, Sisters, and Lightning

This morning as soon as Eler Beth got up she asked me how many crunches I'd have to do today! lol  I think she's enjoying this waaay too much!

I didn't go to Curves or take a walk today, but I did do my crunches.  I'm still sore!  We had a busy day yesterday, and I was just so tired today I didn't feel like doing any more than I have to.  I hope this chilly weather doesn't last too long. 

My sister P.J. and her husband came up and spent the afternoon with us yesterday.  Bill, her husband, works here in town, even though they live about 60 miles away in Kentucky.  He had a meeting yesterday at noon, so P.J. decided to ride up with him and come by to see us.  We had a great visit.  She brought me some new pictures of her grandkids.  And of course, as happens whenever any of us get together, we eventually made ourselves laugh till we cried.  Maybe my sides are sore from that as much as from the crunches!

We got to talking about how Bill has been struck by lightning three times in his life -- yes, it's true.  He was struck once when he was a child, once when he was in the army, and once not too many years ago at his place of employment.  After that last time, if it was storming, the people he worked with would get nowhere near him.

A week or so ago it was storming badly at my Mom's house when my sister Dennice left to go home.  Dennice lives only about 100 yards from my Mom's house, so she was walking.  She stepped out, realized how badly it was raining, and came back inside.  My Mom offered her an umbrella.  Now, both of them should have realized that it might not have been the safest thing to have an umbrella during a storm with lightning.  P.J. said that our sister Lois, who is the one who had told her this story, said that not long after Dennice left the house, they heard a tremendous clap of thunder and saw a bright strike of lightning.  They were just sure Dennice had been hit, but she hadn't.  She said one second she was walking up her drive, the next second she felt the hair on her neck tingling and everything went dark.  Now here's the funny part.  Everything went dark because her umbrella closed up on her!  She may have jumped out of fright and hit the button that closes it up, we don't know, but somehow it closed up on her.  She said the first thing she thought was "Everything doesn't get all bright when you get struck by lightning, everything goes gray!"  Well, everything went gray because she was seeing the inside of her umbrella.  Bill assures us that it does get bright!  That type of thing always happens to Dennice. 

That story led to the one about a guy P.J. knew who knocked himself in the forehead three times with a claw hammer.  He was putting in a tongue-in-groove ceiling, and a piece came unstuck or something, hit the hammer, which he was holding in front of and above his head, bounced off his hammer, then came back and struck it two more times.  Each time the strip of wood hit the hammer, the hammer hit his head.  Poor thing.

Then there was the story about another guy that both she and Bill know who was using a snow shovel to clean some debris out of a storm drain during a thunderstorm, when a huge clap of thunder startled him.  He jumped, slipped, and fell backward.  As he fell somehow he hit himself in the head with the shovel and almost knocked himself out.

Yes, I really enjoyed my sister's visit.  It was late when we all got to bed last night, and I was really dragging this morning.  And now here it is late again.  I guess I should take myself off to bed.  I hope everyone has a great week!