"Gas guy" update

So, I was asked, "Did you ever hear from the gas guy?" Um, unfortunately no, I didn't. I still in my gut feel like I did the right thing, though I do still feel like an idiot for falling for a "scam." My fear is that I won't be so eager to help someone again when they really need it.

A few pictures just for fun!

Back to regular life

Well, Joshua is heading back to school tomorrow. He's feeling all better. Thank goodness, now if we can go more than 2 weeks without getting sick again!

Zachary is doing well too. Still teething and he is chewing on his fingers so much! Feel bad for him.

Prayer request for my friend from high school, Becky. Her daughter was just diagnosed with a brain tumor and is at Riley about to undergo brain surgery on Monday. They are hopeful that it is benign, but we won't know for sure for a while. Becky's family keeps getting hit with major issues. Her father is fighting cancer, her husband was hospitalized at the time of Chantel's diagnois and was released to come to Indy with them. Please keep them all in your prayers. I went up to the hospital today and met Chantel for the first time. She is a spunky 12 year old who is very intelligent and very brave.

Still here. . .

Well, we are still hanging out. Joshua continues to spike fevers about every 12 hours. Tonight his temp was 102.3, daddy gave him Motrin and 2 1/2 hrs later it was still 102.3. So then we tried Tylenol. It's so wierd though because inbetween fevers, he seems to feel fine. Doesn't complain about anything, until his temp spikes. Hard to look at a child who is running around the house playing and looks like he should be at school who an hour later has a high fever. Please pray for a quick recovery as he has already missed too much school.

Zachary is feeling ok, taking his meds, and playing like crazy. He hardly ever spikes a temp, just gets fussy. Well deal with it and love on him even more.

Not much to report

We are finishing up selling our Cub Scout Popcorn (anyone need any, let me know) and I am working on cleaning up my house for my Discovery Toys Party on Thursday. Tonight I have a mandatory class at work from 8pm-12am. Joshua just came home from school not feeling well, we just had this viral junk a few weeks ago. He's missed more days this year so far than all of last year combined. Not a good start!

Zachary is STILL teething. He's miserable and I'm wishing I would have bought stock in Motrin. Gary starts his new position today and was well received when the promotion announcement was made yesterday.

That's about it. Lots of really sick kids at the hospital, so please keep them in your prayers!

Prayers answered!

Gary got the job! He's so excited and this will be such a boost to his ego. He has never felt appreciated in what he was doing. His boss told him today, "We told you it was a tough decision, but you were our front runner from the very beginning."

I am working for a manager right now who frequently shows her appreciation for hard work. It is the first time I have felt that way. I'm excited that Gary will also get to feel that satisfaction. Little more money doesn't hurt either!

And we wait. . .

Gary has worked in inventory control his entire adult life. Never has he had the opportunity for advancement in the place he worked. His current employer has been fabulous in that they pay him what he's worth and appreciate what he does. 2 weeks go he came home and told me he was going to throw his hat into the ring for a lead position in his department. 13 employees were initially interviewed, and Gary is in the top 4. He had his second interview today. Say a prayer for him. He really wants this. He needs to feel appreciated and begin advancing in a field that he has so much knowledge and experience.

Good samaritan OR sucker?

Well, I had an experience this evening coming to work that has me wondering if I did the right thing or was I taken as a sucker? I stopped at Speedway gas station to get gas. As soon as I was finished pumping my gas I was approached by a gentleman. He seemed very nice, friendly, outgoing. He was wearing jeans and a tshirt. He began to tell me this "story" (crazy story to be made up, I thought) about how he is a dairy farmer. He had driven to southern indiana to pick up a calf. This calf had been deprived of oxygen at birth (he was sporting a black eye and scrapes on the side of his eye from being kicked). When he travels for work, he only carries with him the gas card for the "co-op gas station." Unfortunately when he stopped for gas, the area he was in had no electricity. He was unable to buy gas. Decided he would drive as far as he could then figure out what to do.

This landed him at the West 10th Street Speedway gas station where he found me. He said, "I'm not drunk, I haven't been smoking anything, I just need a favor." Come to find out the more we talked, he lives in Warsaw (not far from where I grew up) and used to live on the same lake that my dad lived on for several years. When I described where my dad lived, he was able to describe the vehicle my dad drove. SMALL WORLD. He basically was asking for me to buy him gas. Problem was that he also need $10 to rent a gas can. He proceeds to tell me that he isn't broke, he has money, he just doesn't have it on him.

In my gut I'm thinking, "Melissa, are you crazy? Run in the opposite direction. Do you know how many psychos are out there?" In my heart I'm thinking, "He just needs help, what would you do if this was you?" I had just purchased my $50.02 worth of gas with a Speedway gas card that I had gotten as a "bonus" for working extra hours. The original value of the gas card was $100. I explained to him that I didn't have any cash nor did I carry any credit cards or debit cards with me (ok, so I lied, but I think God will forgive me, I was still a little nervous). I did offer him the remaining $49.98 left on my speedway gas card. At first he was apprehensive, thinking he still needed cash for the deposit for the gas can. Then he decided he could use the gas card as the deposit and to pay for the gas.

He thanked me profusely, took my cell number and my name, and said, "I knew anyone who looked as professional as you and obviously worked with kids wouldn't run away from me." (Gotta love the Buzz Lightyear scrub top!) So now, I wait. Will he truly contact me to repay me? If he does, my faith in mankind will be restored. If he doesn't, St. Vincent just paid someone $49.98 for gas or anything else you can buy at a gas station convience store. What do you all think? Was I a good samaritan or a sucker? My co-workers are all voting sucker.

Check out this picture!

I am so blessed!!