An elderly woman whose home was destroyed by the Oklahoma tornado found her pet dog among the rubble during a live TV interview.
The footage of Barbara Garcia came as fellow survivors began reliving the terror they felt while winds of up to 200mph obliterated their neighborhoods.
Mrs Garcia was standing among the twisted wreckage of her home as she was interviewed about her experiences by a reporter from CBS.
“I was sitting on the stool holding my dog,” she said.
“This was the game plan all through the years, to go in that little bathroom (together). I rolled around a little bit and when it stopped I was right there (and) that stove cooker is what I saw.
“I never lost consciousness and I hollered for my little dog and he didn’t answer, he didn’t come, so I know he’s in here somewhere.”
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Let me preface this with saying that I am not a fan of typos. Regardless of the fact that I make them all the time, they drive me crazy. When I see them in professional news stories, and novels, I cringe. I mean, people get paid to find them. I see them more and more as the years go by.
But when it comes to social media, there are typos all over the place, and of course no one spells anything properly. They write “text” style. I get it. So that really doesn’t bother me so much. But you know what does? When people write a status update and, ya know, it could be serious, like “10 years ago, my mother left this Earth. I miis her so much.” Yes, you caught the typo. Some people have the nerve to correct them. Saying something like, “I dunno about miising” her but I do miss her too.”
Really? Are you seriously calling out a typo on this kind of status update. ARGH!
Okay, I am done venting…
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From Friday on the Sunny Morning Show…
I spoke to a school friend on facebook yesterday that I haven’t seen in over 20 years. We weren’t that close but I remember The last time we spoke, she was all teary eyed. – Absolutely devastated as she wanted to go to Harvard her entire life since she was like 8. Always wore the Harvard sweatshirt at school… and even though she had the grades, she didn’t get in. Devastated, she chose another school, a state school in fact, which was where she met her soulmate. They’ve been married for over 20 years with 3 kids and are happier than ever.
My favorite story that I will never forget however…
Years ago, a friend of mine was in a serious car accident on the way to a really awesome job interview. She was rushed to the hospital – broken bones, laying there thinking why me, why me…feeling like a victim, feeling sorry for myself , even in pain, she couldn’t sleep, so she asked for something to read. The nurse gave her a newspaper. Right there on the front page was the headlines, murder suspect captured due to a car accident. Her car accident.
And to top it off, it was the same day, the hiring manager had a major melt down and left the company and he flipped out on a potential employee…After recovering 6 weeks later, she got the job she was on her way to apply for…
What’s your story?
Okay, well it’s 12 days before my 40th birthday. I look in the mirror and wonder, so this is what forty is suppose to look like? I haven’t got any larger. I have a few gray hairs, but I’ve had those for years. I can still rock a bikini and even after shoulder surgery, I can still do tumbling passes better than when I was a teenager. My lovelife is completely amazing. So what gives? What is the big deal about forty? I was told in my twenties when I got into my thirties, that it would all start go to downhill. Okay, back to the original sentence: It’s 12 days before my 40th birthday. Am I supposed to reflect upon my life with some sadness, regretting things I did or didn’t do? Regret is a complete waste of time. You can’t move forward if you are busy lookin’ back. Hmmm…
My friends hated when they turned 40, like it was a death sentence, like their lives were over. They see the young 20-something guys and they don’t get hit on by them anymore and that somehow makes them feel so old. I don’t think that is depressing. Don’t you remember how dumb 20-something guys were? Need I remind you of the planking fad? Thank you Dumb Things of the Week Blog!
Do you really want to invest your time with a Planker? There ya go! Ha! I dunno call me crazy, but I am actually excited to be turning 40. I have no desire to go back in time. Yeah, my 20s were a lot of fun, but I wouldn’t trade anything to go back. I was a crazy nut job with no stability in my 20s, living out of a suitcase for half of it. Could barely pay my bills. Oh, no, no, no. No thank you!
On a different note, I am more excited about 2013 more than I am about turning forty. The number 13 has always been a magical number for me. So many good times, defining moments, and new adventures in my life somehow involved this number. Thus, I have renamed 2013 as “the year of the Sheila.” Oh yeah! I am determined to make sure everyday this year contains bliss and heart fluttering joy. I have a lot of goals this year, too, that I think I can accomplish…no let me rephrase that. I know I can accomplish! Thoughts become things, ya know, gotta choose my words carefully.
I have set a financial goal to make at least $20,000 more than last year. I have a spiritual goal of tuning in deeper to the Universe and being on the right frequency at least 90% of the day. I have to be careful because I am so affected by weather. Cold and cloudy = sad and depressed. The last couple months have been more than 50% blah! So, I really need to work on not letting the weather reflect its ominous tone on my soul! I need to remember mood is a choice. My choice. I am in control of me. Once again, thoughts become things, so choose the good ones. (er, that’s a Mike Dooley reference, click here to understand what the hell I am talking about).
I’m off to a good start this year. Just 362 more days, hee hee. I hope this year doesn’t fly by. I really want each day to be remembered and cherished. I am headed to Puerto Rico in a couple of weeks, so I got 5 days of fun and adventure in the bag!
We shall see…this blog was a bit of a random hodgepodge, I know. Oh well. I plan on writing weekly instead of just monthly (hopefully with a little more uniform style and flair). Per usual, leave your comments below.
~ Blissful living one day at a time.