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!!!
....Dust to dust.... Really ground in dirt to really ground in dirt...
I cannot beliecve the yellow stains than cover the trays inside of our toaster oven... The inside of the oven does not have them... only the removable trays.... and even with a great effort, they still resist coming off... but eventually they do. There must be some typoe of cleaner to use on this (comet or 409 don't do anything) like the patina remover for silver. I finally got one tray clean and got tired, so I am now soaking the other in hot water and soap, but it does not seem to be doing anything. Anybody have any ideas... Meems says it is just smoke and grease, but I think it is something else reacting with this metal... Maybe a blowtorch...
"Ring around the Rosie...
Tis the midpoint of Winter... halfway between the shortest day of the year and the vernal (spring) equinox. It is also the day before electricity when the people used to bring their candles into church for blessing. And I guess, if you must, it is also Groundhog day. There was time when there was no February... nor January, for that matter. Numa Pompilous added those two months to the Roman Calendar in abouit 700 BCE and changed the calendar from 10 months to 12. Well, if this is the midpoint of winter, I guess it is all downhill now.