Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Knights in Shining Armour!

Unbounded courage and compassion joined proclaimed him good and great,
  and make the hero and man complete.
                            Joseph Addison


 Shining armour, now that would not be very practical on the farm, imagine how cumbersome that gear would be. Let us not completely dismiss fairy tales.  Knights come in many forms and truly do exist.

My Knights showed up after a phone call, I am sure the damsel in distress in the fairy tales did not carry a cell phone either. I must tell you the beginning, to get to the end, so here is my tale of being rescued.

It all started with a terrible windstorm that blew day and night, My Hero and I were constantly looking out the window watching the barn roof. This barn roof he had spent hours, weeks and I must say three seasons dangling from a  ladder with just a belt full of screws, and a screw gun in his hand, much to the dismay of his stressed out wife. After all that effort it had all come down to this, “The test.”

It was two p.m. on Saturday afternoon when we noticed a tear in the armour of our barn roof. The tear was at the top peak of the barn, the place My Hero had not replaced the nails with screws, as the tallest ladder we owned did not reach, and his stressed out wife would not let him. I should have known that was going to come back to haunt me. We continued to watch the piece of roofing tin flap in the wind, helpless to do anything but watch. As the darkness took over the day we could no longer see the much larger gaping hole but we could hear banging as the wind continued to blow. There was only one thing we could do, try to get some sleep and hope for the best. My Hero dreaming, I am sure, that he could have done more, and me, dreaming of my Sunday turning into a very scary ordeal at the bottom of a ladder trying not to look up?

Well as I am sure you have all guessed our morning started with bolting out of bed and looking out the window. Yes a big gaping hole. I was thinking maybe it would be alright and trying to think positive. My Hero was planning the day in his head, then verbalizing that scary plan to me. I must admit I was not shaking very much at that moment as I was secretly hoping he would be afraid like me, and not want to tackle this job. The wind was still blowing, it was a very high climb, and I must say the wind-chill was nasty. I am always wrong about this, I swear this man has no fear; I on the other hand would be called a big chicken.

I went about making a coffee, and wondered why My Hero was heading out after a quick bowl of cereal, not our leisurely Sunday routine. I poured myself a bowl of cereal and glanced out the window, just as I thought, he was hauling out the big ladder. Remember I told you that one ladder would not reach? His logic in this was two more ladders. That is when I forgot my cereal and ran out to confront his thinking.

After listening to his reasoning, or should I say plan, I watched as he started climbing the ladder. I, looking up in horror, while feeling this great need to throw up walked away and phoned Brother B.  I must admit at this point I was hoping he was home, and would come, I had completely forgotten that Brother B had been on vacation. I was not thinking about anyone else at this point, but the determined man on the ladder, and this crippling fear deep in my soul. After talking to sister JS on my cellphone, I felt more at ease and she assured me he could come. Now I just had to convince My Hero to wait. I convinced him that my standing at the bottom of the ladder shaking, and throwing up would be very distracting to him. That worked. He climbed down and went to busy himself with another project on the ground.

As I was saying, Knights come in many forms; most do not wear shiny armour, nor ride around on beautiful white horses. Most drive up in pick-up trucks, dressed in warm bulky coveralls. Thanks Brother B, and Nephew J, and a special thank you to sister JS for giving up your Knight for a couple of hours.  Yes girls, there are truly Knights left in this world.

Later.



19 comments:

  1. So glad you had some help show up. Work is always easier with more help.

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  2. We had wind here too. As it rattled my sturdy old house I wondered about people with animals and barns and sheds... Frightening. I'm praising your heroes with you!

    Blessings, Debbie

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  3. So...I'm wondering who was brave enough to take the picture from the top of that barn roof?!!
    Thank goodness for your knights in warm coveralls! :)

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  4. Oh my goodness! My hands were sweaty reading this! I's so glad everything turned out well!

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  5. I'm so glad your Knights came to the rescue!

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  6. so glad you had family, er knights, to call on for assistance! brave ones, too!

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  7. thanks goodness for family to pitch in! :)

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  8. My Shug just now got off of our roof. We had some shingles blow off and he insists on doing everything himself. I know exactly how you feel.

    Cindy Bee

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  9. hey there
    loved the blog, no special thanks needed, I am so glad that we were home and could help you. You would have done the same for us. I call brother B my Knight in shining armour and that he is. Love you lots and never be worried to call.

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  10. Glad things turned out okay!

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  11. Funny, growing up I was the one at the top of the ladder on my tip toes and my Dad was at the bottom having a panic attack. It is different when you are on top. I know that doesn't help.

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  12. KISA (Knights in Shining Armor) it's a good thing!

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  13. It is lovely that you have knights in shining armour in your life :-)

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  14. A relief that the knights came to your rescue!

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  15. This is a familiar routine at our place. How does cleaning out the chimney from the roof in the middle of winter sound? :) Glad you got some help.

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  16. i'm curious...did your hero take this photo while he was up there? glad he made safely back down to terra firma!

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  17. Ooh B, I could feel your dread. I hate it when my man goes a'climbing too. Thank goodness for your knights!

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  18. It takes a smart man to know when to wait...

    sounds like your man is very smart !

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