ahhh... the pager, the nextel, and the cell phone

I was cleaning off the kitchen counter getting ready to make my dad's birthday dinner when I realized.....there THEY were. Some days I want to chuck them across the room, some days I hope that at his retirement party I am allowed to smash them.

I know, I know, I promised this was going to be an upbeat positive blog BUT keep reading I think I can swing it in that direction.

BUT...the pork was stuffed with semolina bread, cranberries, celery,and the perfect mixture of thyme and sage, the chocolate cake was cooling down and was almost ready for the German Chocolate Frosting to be applied, and the broccoli was steaming and the melted cheese and butter were just waiting to mix with it
WHEN IT HAPPENED...


BEEP BEEP BEEP, Nope, not the oven going off, it was the darn pager. Instantly tears came to my eyes and bad words that should never be in a Christian's mind immediately ALMOST escaped out my mouth.


I knew it was bad, the Nextel did that irritating chirp and more foul expressions came to mind...


then, i knew someone must be dead, the cell phone rang to make sure that the pager and the nextel had alerted him to the fact that they needed him quicker than ASAP.

[Seriously, what did departments do before they equipped their officers with every high tech paging device known to man?? ]




SO, we celebrated my dad's birthday without my cop being here. I think my cop ended up having to settle for McDonald's Dollar Menu instead of the dinner I had been so excited to prepare for him and my dad. I mean, he had been eating on the go all week due to heighten crime in our area and this was going to be the one hot meal that I got to make for him and he would get to enjoy.

oh well... what do you do? I sucked it up, put my happy face on realizing there was no need to be mad at him. So many wives get upset with the husband as if its his fault these humans walking the earth cant behave and get a long. I know, because I used to feel that way..... Does it draw a vacuum??? YES. Do I hate it??? Absolutely. Is it worth getting mad over? NO! I don't want him to be at work and think back on his time when he is at home and think
"Man, she is always mad at me!"
I want him to think back on his time at home and see that this is his safe haven. This is where he comes to get away from the chaos and the cursing and the yelling and the dead bodies. This is where we, as wives, are to be completely selfless and love our men because they are strong, stronger than most, and we have the honor of being married to a man who provides daily protection to us and to our family and friends.
Sure, i am sitting here blogging on a Saturday night when most families are watching movies together or vacationing but its okay because right now he is in the process of finding the bad guy and putting him away so that there is one less bad person out there to influence our children.