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Dear Diary Tuesday...

And here is how my day started off....

I am driving into work, get off on the 600 south off ramp, pull up to the light on 200 west and look over to the parking lot of the Super 8 Motel and there is a dude beating the HELL out of a woman. So, I jump on the phone with 911 and give dispatch all of the details I can, as I am driving off. The operator lets me know that they have officers on the way, we hang up. Because I am an IDIOT, I go around the block, wanting to make sure that the woman is okay. He now has her on the ground, is kicking her in the face, and she is not defending herself. Now when I say "kicking", I am not talking nudging her a little with the toe of his shoe....kicking her like her fucking face is a soccer ball and he is trying to score the winning goal. So, because again I AM AN IDIOT, I pull into the lot, jump out of my car and start screaming at him, get in between the two of him. No like, it was like I was FUCKING INVISIBLE! He keeps trying to get at her, she gets up and tries to get at him, all the while I keep pushing her behind me, trying to get into my car. She finally figures out there is an opportunity and she takes off running. The dude stands there, I get in my car, and he takes off after her. So, I call 911 and give them an update on which way she is running and the operator lets me know that officers are there.

So, I get in my car and decide to continue to work. A pang of guilt hits me and I decide to call back to 911 to see if they need me to fill out a statment, which of course they do. I drive all the way back, following an ambulance. I pull up, behind said ambulance, and the first officer comes to talk to me and have me fill out my statement. I ask how the lady is doing and he tells me she is "really messed up....broken nose, probably broken cheek and jaw...but she is NOT GOING TO PRESS CHARGES AND IS REFUSING MEDICAL TREATMENT!" So, I fill out my statement, and talk with Officer #1 about the whole thing and he tells me that the dude actually decided to take on his partner...a HUGE Poly guy. Right then officer #2 comes to visit me and he is a HUGE Poly. We sit there for about 20 minutes and talk about it, all the while Officer #2 kept saying, "Girl, there were dudes walking all over the police, BIG dudes who saw the whole thing but who is the only one to get involved? A little white girl!" They were so nice that they actually walked out into 600 South traffic and stopped the cars so I could pull out and not get hit and go to work.

Moral of the story: Lorene is not capable of thinking first before reacting in emergency situations... BECAUSE I AM AN IDIOT!

Dear Diary Monday...

The weekend was about as uneventful as you can get. I took my Daddy to Western Gardens in Saturday morning where we purchased a bunch of stuff to get the greenhouse going. Unfortunately, my Daddy tried to pick up a HUGE bag of dirt which is just too much for him anymore and paid dearly for it the rest of the weekend. After we got home, my Mom and I headed to the basement where we scrubbed every single room, the walls, the floors...everything. I then trudged home, took a hot shower and that was it for me for the rest of the day.

Sunday, Dylan and I did our grocery shopping at Wal-Mart and Costco and then had dinner. I had been sneezing like crazy most of the weekend, but it went into overdrive last night....sneezing, runny nose, aches, chills....all the fun stuff. I took a VERY hot shower and crawled into bed and Dylan and I watched a little t.v. until the Nyquil took over....which lasted for two hours. I ended up having to medicate myself all night to stay asleep. This morning I still have the runny nose and aches, but I have only sneezed once. I am pretty sure I caught a bit of a cold from the two RM's I had sitting with me last Thursday....they both had Kleenexes, cold medication, etc etc etc with them while they visited. Poor ladies.