my good friend Janelle has had bad bad luck with cars since I’ve moved here to SC. With 3 crazy rugrats aaand the need to lug art/jewelry/tent/table/etc to vend at art markets, it’s hard to imagine being without wheels. HOWEVER, Lady luck smiled upon her this week ..she sent me this picture…
Hurray! Found on craigslist, a church van in great shape!!
If you know Janelle, you’re well aware that there is not one un-funky, un-cooky bone in her body… sooo it was only a matter of time before the outside of this van matched the craziness riding in the inside of it haha
"come over and help me paint the new wagon"
I’ve never painted on the outside of a car before… first time for everything :) She wanted one of my waves.. and then we’d see what evolved.
while billy’s been stuck in the house, i’ve left a lot of my paints out on a corner of the table, and it just calls my name whenever i see it..( a sign that i need a studio in my life)
Anyways, yesterday was Brick House Kitchen’s monthly artisan market, this time followed by the “Food Truck Rodeo”. I stayed all day hoping to move at least 1 of my new masterpieces. (ended up selling 4 tiny ones to my friend Cayti:) The food truck event was a-mazing! there was 8 of them… each with delicious food that averaged around $8. there was live music, 2 bars, tons of people and kids and dogs, and ART :) It was just gettin goin, the crowds had JUST gotten thick when…..BAM the sky fell in. An electrical storm directly over our heads ran off all the costumers.. and probably ruined a few of my paintings :(
One of the few times I Didn’t wanna watcha thunderstorm… while all my handmade goodness is getting waterlogged and covered in mud..ugh!
We went to the folly beach police department yesterday
what a disappointment
the “incident report” (not even an accident report) looks like it was filled out by an 11 year old. His birthday has the right date, but the wrong year. No information about where he was found.. no name of the witness that flagged the cop over.
When we mentioned that all the money from his wallet had been stolen the officer quickly said “oh, we never saw a wallet on him” yet they used it to get his name and birthday.. which they didn’t even do correctly.
The times they wrote down seem to be waayyy off. They put Billy at the accident 2 hours before the ambulance arrival time. It’s hard to believe the cop stood there with Billy laying in the street for 2 full hours waiting.
It’s funny.. if you park with your tires an inch on the street .. you’ll be ticketed by these officers within 5 minutes….however, if you are practically dying in the middle of the street, they have no information and are no help at all.
I realllyyy want to believe that the police are here to help and have our best interests at heart… but i don’t trust them as a whole. When you really need them.. they aren’t there. When you accidentally run a stop sign though.. they were watching, and are quick to slap you with a $160 ticket.
We are held accountable for every detail of paperwork, registration, rules, what are they held accountable for? Why aren’t they punished as quickly as we are? Shouldn’t they be held to even a higher standard?
We are in the process of getting together a fundraising event at the Brick House Kitchen.. maybe a few Sundays from now. I’ve never been the organizing/planning type.. so this is a bit of a challenge for me to try to get together!
For those of you that don’t know yet.. Billy my fiance was in a serious accident around 4 am Tuesday morning.
The details of why he wrecked are still unclear. He was one block from work where he had just left, and 3 blocks from our home.
The police report says someone flagged down an officer after finding him in the street, no description or name of witness.
He had an epidural hematoma; bleeding in the layer outside of his brain. he had brain surgery, was in a drug induced coma for over 24 hours, 2 skull fractures, and road rash on his face, left arm and knee.
Doctors had prepared us for the worst; him not waking up for 5 days- week, him not leaving the hospital for over a month…. instead he walked out of the hospital on his own after 4 days.
This has been the hardest week I’ve ever had to live through, and yet a miracle at the same time.
I could not have been as strong as I had to be if it wasn’t for the overwhelming support from our family and friends. The outpouring of love has been amazing. And every person is ready to help without question.
Now we are on the road to recovery… he’s doing it so fast…it’s crazy. But the doctors had said he may not be 100% recovered inside and out until christmas!
Make sure to tell the people that you love how you feel, regularly. Billy was almost taken away from me… on a random Tuesday morning.. no explanations.. no warnings..and no time to say goodbye. I was lucky enough to get him back.. some people aren’t so lucky… damn we came mighty close.
Although money is the last thing on my mind at the moment, truth of the matter is Billy doesn’t have insurance.. and talks of fundraisers and/or benefits are in the works.. I will keep you all posted if they work out.