Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Transition Time
One big change deserves another, I guess.
So many changes: Move to a new house/city. New roomies. Worship leader moved to ATL, church is still great, but just different. New school year. So many close friends moving away....Brenda to Brazil, Melissa to Bahrain, Christy to the Middle East, Rhonda to Texas....other friends are MIA because now they are dating someone.....
Wonder what is next......Trish to Mex? Trish to Spain? Or perhaps it is just Trish in Charlotte/Huntersville....or, how 'bout, Trish sit still.....or.......
"Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth." Psalm 46:10
So many changes: Move to a new house/city. New roomies. Worship leader moved to ATL, church is still great, but just different. New school year. So many close friends moving away....Brenda to Brazil, Melissa to Bahrain, Christy to the Middle East, Rhonda to Texas....other friends are MIA because now they are dating someone.....
Wonder what is next......Trish to Mex? Trish to Spain? Or perhaps it is just Trish in Charlotte/Huntersville....or, how 'bout, Trish sit still.....or.......
"Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth." Psalm 46:10
Monday, August 17, 2009
Once upon a time there was a guy named Josh...
Facebook status to start the story :"Joshua David Stockment will never again do trish jackson a favor. At least the back of the police car was air conditioned."
And this is his story in his own voice:
Ok -So Trish asked me to feed her dog/let it out this evening because she had to stay late at the school. When I showed up her roommate's car was in the driveway. So I thought: Maybe her roommate is home and I don't have to do anything. So I knocked on the door but there was no answer. I called Trish to see what to do but she didn't pick up. After doorbell/knocking again and no answer I walked around to the side and unlocked the door. But when I opened it there was no audible alarm noise so I thought: Sounds like her roommate IS home. Obviously I didn't want to be unlocking the house and walking in on her, so I quickly locked the door. I called Trish and didn't get an answer, called C-Robb to see if she knew anything about the situation. As I was hanging up the police showed up. The alarm got set off, but it didn't make any warning noise when I opened the door and it didn't make any noise when the actual alarm went off.
When the police showed up I was walking in the side yard looking for a phone signal because Sprint sucks and I have to chase half a bar around. He frisked and cuffed me and put me in the back of his car. After walking around the house and deciding that things appeared to be normal he came back and questioned me. I told him what happened and that I had no indication that the alarm went off [and that I had a key and the alarm code]. He said that I was too articulate and thorough in explaining the situation. So he asked me to describe the inside of the house, took the handcuffs off me and had me open the house and prove that I was supposed to be there. Once convinced that everything was alright he left.
I took the dog for a short walk and fed it. 30 minutes after I got home and about an hour after the ordeal with the police Trish called and said that the Alarm company just called and said the alarm was going off at that moment. So I raced back to the house to make sure that I set it properly when I left; I had and everything was fine. And that was my excitement for the day.
And this is his story in his own voice:
Ok -So Trish asked me to feed her dog/let it out this evening because she had to stay late at the school. When I showed up her roommate's car was in the driveway. So I thought: Maybe her roommate is home and I don't have to do anything. So I knocked on the door but there was no answer. I called Trish to see what to do but she didn't pick up. After doorbell/knocking again and no answer I walked around to the side and unlocked the door. But when I opened it there was no audible alarm noise so I thought: Sounds like her roommate IS home. Obviously I didn't want to be unlocking the house and walking in on her, so I quickly locked the door. I called Trish and didn't get an answer, called C-Robb to see if she knew anything about the situation. As I was hanging up the police showed up. The alarm got set off, but it didn't make any warning noise when I opened the door and it didn't make any noise when the actual alarm went off.
When the police showed up I was walking in the side yard looking for a phone signal because Sprint sucks and I have to chase half a bar around. He frisked and cuffed me and put me in the back of his car. After walking around the house and deciding that things appeared to be normal he came back and questioned me. I told him what happened and that I had no indication that the alarm went off [and that I had a key and the alarm code]. He said that I was too articulate and thorough in explaining the situation. So he asked me to describe the inside of the house, took the handcuffs off me and had me open the house and prove that I was supposed to be there. Once convinced that everything was alright he left.
I took the dog for a short walk and fed it. 30 minutes after I got home and about an hour after the ordeal with the police Trish called and said that the Alarm company just called and said the alarm was going off at that moment. So I raced back to the house to make sure that I set it properly when I left; I had and everything was fine. And that was my excitement for the day.
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