Archive for August 5th, 2006

Bless This House

I just ran up to Kroger’s a minute ago for a couple things and just as I was telling #2 that no, he could not get that Sponge Bob coloring book, I see this figure whizz by me. I look up and it was none other than Jarrod Hawkins, who just returned yesterday from Disney World to his brand new dream home, built courtesy of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. He was buying paper towels and he had something of a deer in the headlights look on his face. I imagine he was was moving so fast because he didn’t want some well-meaning person to stop him for a chat. Either that, or those chilluns have done spilt something on what is sure to be a pretty new floor and he had to skedaddle for the Bounty.

I got to thinking that that poor guy’s life has totally turned topsy turvy the last 4 months. I bet he never dreamed this time last year that his family would go through all they’ve been through. Besides the obvious…his wife becoming disabled, losing their home and everything in it, now they’re having to deal with becoming instant celebrities, which I’m sure is attention they probably didn’t want.

Last night, I noticed that Hendersonville’s Finest still had the road their house is on blocked, I’m sure to keep curiosity seekers away so the family could enjoy their first night in their new home. My daughter noticed tonight that the police cars were gone and asked if we could ride by and see the house. I said no because I’m sure that little road has plenty of traffic and we don’t need to add to it.

Can you imagine what it would be like to one day to be living your life all normal, doing your thing, then something awful happening, like what happened to them, getting tons of local media coverage and now the Extreme Home Makeover happening, and being thrust into the public eye? As if coping with the physical and emotional trauma of what they’ve been through isn’t enough. No wonder Mr. Hawkins looked a little wigged out. It’s been quite a week.

I’m sure the buzz will die down, but, until it does, going to eat at Jaybirds or Texas Roadhouse or even going to the grocery store will be a major ordeal, with the nice people of Hendersonville stopping them to say howdy and telling them they prayed for them and all that.

At any rate, I’m happy for them and wish them well as they move on with their lives. I bet they’re enjoying that amazing swimming pool.


Breakfast In Bed…..sorta

#2 did a sweet thing this morning. He made me breakfast. He sure did.

Lots of Fridays when Mr. Smiff is on the road, #2 will hang out at Grandma’s and one of their usual outings is to the Kroger. There’s always a bag of groceries that #2 has chosen. Most contain large amounts of fructose and other things ending in “ose.” Yesterday, he bought stuff to make S’mores, along with his favorite, chocolate Cookie Crisp cereal and Pop Tarts.

So, this morning, #2 tells me he’s making me breakfast. He said these Double Berry Pop Tarts were the bomb…”You will LOVE them” he said, very confidently, as if he had discovered a culinary secret. Now, I like Pop Tarts ok, but, I prefer the less, shall we say, painfully sweet kind,not the ones that cause instant tooth decay. I dared not tell this to my youngest boy because he was quite proud to “fix” breakfast for me.

“Do you like it??!?!?!” he said in his best “He-likes-it-hey-Mikey” voice. I told him that this was indeed, by far, the best breakfast I’ve ever had. “I KNEW you’d love it!” He was quite proud of himself.

The generosity did not stop there. He and I went to the Y to do a little swimming and sunnin’ and along about noontime, he said he was hungry and I gave him some money to go over to the little food trailer they have (Skyview Diner, they call it). A few minutes later, I’m laying there and he comes back, I thought he was done and I told him I needed to reapply his sunscreen. “Oh, I’m not done. I just wanted to bring you this” and he presented me with an ice cold can of my favorite beverage, Diet Dr. Pepper.

I thought that was sweet.

Do You Remember Paul Eels?

I don’t know how I missed the news this week that former Channel 4 sportscaster Paul Eels was killed in a car accident in Arkansas. Those of us who have been in the Nashville area for awhile will remember his tag line of “Holy Smokes!” from his years at the sports helm of WSM TV from 1967-1978. Paul was the first sportsguy I recollect ever in my life.

Paul went from Nashville to Little Rock where he became the Voice of the Razorbacks. Arkansans loved Paul Eels so much, Governor Mike Huckabee ordered flags to be flown at half staff.

You can see pictures and video about Paul here. Terry Bolger did a wonderful piece on Paul that you can see from that link.

I just told CeeElCee not long ago that he made me think of Paul Eels. I’m not saying he could pass for his twin, but, his demeanor and the fact he makes you think of a smiley face is what made me think of him.