Everyone Out!

So, just as church was ending on Sunday the Bishop came in to inform us that we needed to exit the building as soon as possible. A lady in the ward was talking to me about a potential sewing project she would like me to help with (I don’t sew). I said I would love to help if I had a sewing machine. (I actually do own a sewing machine, but have never used it; in fact, my mother in law is using it back in Santa Barbara.) I’m thinking about just buying another one and letting her keep it. I decided to check out the bulletin board on the way out of church because I missed some of what the Bishop said and thought maybe he just mentioned going home because we should spend time with our families. I proceeded to walk outside and a young woman in the ward asked me if I knew what was going on. I shrugged my shoulders and she said, “I heard something about a bomb.”

I walked out into the parking lot and noticed a couple cop cars blocking the driveway near my car. I went home and was a bit alarmed about the scenario in my head picturing the building exploding behind me in my rear view mirror and expecting to hear sirens. (I have a bit of an imagination). I thought of a time when I was sixteen or seventeen when I drove home from a youth dance at my church when some friends where in the midst of a fight. It was the same thing…part of me wanted to stay to see if things would be okay, but on the other hand I obeyed my “orders” and drove home.

In both cases I received updates on the situation unexpectedly the next morning. In my youth I heard people talking about the fight that stayed to watch how everything unfolded in my Sunday school class. In this most recent experience I was listening to the radio and there was a little news update and the DJ mentioned the evacuation and informed that there were four pipe bombs found on the property. Three had been detonated and one was live still. I was parked pretty darn close to the live one. The bomb squad was called in from Salem and everything. Good times. Anyway, they say the church was not a target and it was probably just some kids playing around (there is a large grass field). It just made for an interesting Sunday and walk down memory lane.

In other news about me I’m still doing electrolysis and enjoying the results of that. I would have napped today if it weren’t for the pain of the actual process. I’m also really enjoying my acupuncture and adjusting to my new work schedule. I’ve been working a lot lately. It’s good for me to stay busy. I need it.