He never fails me, and I continue to be astounded and amazed at his consistency. I have been looking for items and torn my house apart, to no avail, then stopped and remembered to pray to St. Anthony and, literally, within MINUTES, I will find the lost item in question.
Today was a BIGGIE. I asked my coordinator, Melissa, where the footage was from a shoot we did last week with Butch Harmon, who is Phil Mickelson's (among others) coach. She didn't have it. I didn't have it. And if one of US doesn't have it...that ain't good. So she started calling the crew and everyone claimed they gave it to her and that she gave it to me. I absolutely didn't remember being handed a tape and, if I had been, would have put it into my purse or my coat pocket, as I always do. It definitely wasn't in my purse and I knew I had cleaned out my coat pockets after another shoot we had afterwards, so I was panicking. This would be very UNgood if it was lost.
Melissa and I both went out and scoured our cars, just in case. (On a side note, I found, under my car seat, the Treasury of Golden Classics CD that I had been missing for YEARS and had been trying to replace...Lord knows how long it had been out there but I guess I need to clean my car out more often).
I then grabbed my purse and jumped in my car to drive home and search the coat pockets again, even tho I was sure I had emptied them all. I drove home with a sinking feeling, wondering what I was going to tell the client. But before I let myself get too worried about that, I started sending up the ole St. Anthony prayer. And, literally, within minutes of my leaving work, not even halfway home (and I live 6 mins from work), I get a call from Melissa that the tape had been found! Apparently, the Assistant Cameraman had not "handed" her the tape as he claimed, he had tucked it into her computer bag.
I happily turned around and headed back to work, and kissed the tape when I got there. It is now safely off to be transferred to hard drive, and I am left again in awe of the power that is St. Anthony. I also like to think of Uncle Tony being in on that, since his name was Anthony, so it always gives me a smile when I find the item.
Thanks, St. Anthony....Thanks, Uncle Tony. And you can BET I will be 100% sure on each and every shoot that the tapes/disks find their way into MY hands before I walk off the set!!!
Well,I'm almost glad that some else had it and not you. BECAUSE, after that story of finding that cd underneath your car seat, the cleanliness of the rest of your stash was definitely in question for me. However, I would never be one to quash any prayers to St. Anthony, or other spriitual beings. Not to get too verbose, but the other night Eddie came to us with his "Shining Star" animal and was upset it was no longer playing the song. Unlike so many of these, fixing it would NOT be an easy task and we were already thinking of looking to see if we could find another somewhere. I poked and prodded it that night to no avail. Short of cutting it open, it was not going to work. I know there are spirits in my house, for reasons I won't go into right now. I went in the basement where I know one dwells, and told him that if there was anything I could do for him, I was open to his making his presence known to me, as long as he didn't scare me too much. I guess it was more of what he could do for me. The next morning, Eddie came into the kitchen, thanking me for fixing his Shining Star. It was now working againg. "No name...just punch." Go figure. WE ARE BLESSED. Don't let us forget it!
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