If you’re my friend on Facebook you already know this, but if not, this is the story of a miracle that happened in our family this weekend.

Saturday evening before my husband left for work I grabbed him to take a picture. He just bought me a new iPod Touch and I didn’t have any pics of him on it. I took this picture:

At 12:50am my phone started vibrating. I said hello and this is what I heard on the other end of the line, “Tori? This is Sgt. Jesse Hunter from LPD…”

Yep- it was my nightmare coming true. The police department was calling me in the middle of the night to tell me something had happened to my husband. I am thankful for several things: 1) We say a family prayer every night before Sei leaves for work to pray for his safety. 2) I have run thru so many scenarios in my head over and over just in case I got “the call.” I wanted to make sure I stayed calm so I could get all the facts and information I needed. And I did.

Sgt. Hunter went on to tell me Seiuli was involved in a “pretty significant accident” but was going to be “ok.” He didn’t know his injuries yet, definitely a hurt arm and possibly a busted nose “from the airbag.” I just tried to pay attention to all he was telling me, think clearly and figure out what to do. I called my dad who called my brother. When I called my dad that was the 1st time I had to say out loud “Seiuli was in an accident…” The words caught in my throat. I think it was a mixture of being relieved that the call wasn’t that he was dead and also because I hadn’t had to speak about it yet. It was weird.

My brother came to stay with Taj and Liv (the older kids were with the ex in Galveston.) My dad drove me to the PD where another officer escorted us to the hospital in another town. It seemed to take forever to get there. When we arrived it was kind of surreal. He was in the ER and as I walked in there were probably 8 fellow officers who weren’t even on shift who had crawled out of their beds to come check on their “brother in blue.” That was awesome. One of them gave me the low down on his condition so far. He had lung contusions and his arm was in pretty bad shape. By the time the dr saw him again and all the xrays were back, etc… he was diagnosed with a concussion, 2 lung contusions, 6 stitches in his elbow, bruising all up his arm, cuts and scrapes, busted lips, bit tongue and an imprint of his computer keyboard on his head.

He had to stay in the hospital until Monday around noon for observation. He is super sore and tired. But he is ALIVE. Apparently what happened was he was running lights and sirens to catch up with a car without any tail lights. He was going about 60mph. He had a green light at an intersection. A 62 yr old woman with 2 kids with her was going the opposite direction and turned left into him. She T-boned his driver side and threw the car into a pole. This is the 1st pic I saw from the scene:

The woman and kids were not injured. She also did not to run to the aid of the unconscious police officer packed inside his squad car. She was more worried about figuring out how to make the City pay.   Anyway, 6 or 7 witnesses placed her at fault. They were all looking because they heard the sirens. Apparently she wasn’t as observant as every one else. She received a ticket and she still hasn’t made any contact to see if she killed a man that night. Nice. Some people suck.

Anyway, I knew we were blessed that he wasn’t injured extensively. But when I actually went to see the car in person… Wow. Angels were watching over my husband and our family. How he came thru this mess with only the injuries he did is nothing short of a miracle.

I am still waiting for it to “hit me.” I haven’t even cried. I think I’m afraid if I let it all sink in that I will be a mess. My defense mechanisms have taken over. I am glad I wasn’t a total loony spaz when Sgt. Hunter called. I know that is because I had prepared myself. I could tell the officers I saw and spoke with were stressin’ it. I am thankful for all their help in getting me to the hospital and checkin’ in on Sei, me and the kids. I am grateful for the paramedics and fire fighters on the scene who used the jaws of life to get my husband out of his sardine can and took good care of him.  I am thankful for the LPD Family Association setting up meals and my church setting up play dates for Taj and Liv for the entire week. We were suppose to be going to see my sister’s family this week– Taj and Liv have been counting down the days. The playdates will help make their spring break fun.  My little sister, Ali, watched Taj and Liv all day Sunday and cleaned my kitchen. That’s not an easy task. Our family has been blessed in so many ways. I know my Heavenly Father sent guardian angels to surround my husband that night. There is no real explanation as to why only the small section of the driver’s area was left unharmed. It’s like the metal was bent around him to protect him. I will be forever grateful for all the many blessings. Most of all, I am so thankful my husband is home with me tonight.

Seiuli was getting dressed for work tonite… a regular weekend thing. But this time as I watched him (heh- I watched him get dressed. Jealous??) I noticed a few things that I DO NOT like.

Exhibit #1:  A tourniquet that is carried “on his person” in the event one is needed for him or even for another fellow officer.

Exhibit #2: 1st of all, ignore the background. Note the black band across his badge? Yes, that is because yet another officer in Texas was killed in the line of duty. They wear the black until after the funeral. Today an officer in San Antonio died after being hit by a drunk driver 2 weeks ago. He had been out of the academy for 7 weeks. That’s the 14th fallen officer in Texas this year and the 3rd in October.

Exhibit #3: The tag on Seiuli’s bullet proof vest lists his blood type (O-Neg) and the fact that he has no allergies.

However, I DO like this (if you don’t look at the messy closet background…)

I have had a special place in my heart for Arizona since I was 15 years old and spent 2 months living in the mountains… And now my awesome AZ is under attack because of the new immigration law.

Here’s my thoughts on that:

1st of all- get the facts. Cops can’t pull you over for being brown or talking with an accent or even for having this on your car window:

Although I think it would be hilarious if they pulled you over for having your vision obstructed. But whatever…

Anyway, this is my point: As a cop’s wife… the cops aren’t thrilled with it either because it puts them in an awkward position and now people are gonna yell “Racial profiling!” even more than they already do. However, there has been A LOT of incorrect assumptions and exaggerations about the law. http://24ahead.com/faq-arizonas-immigration-law-corrects-misconceptions-kobach
(PLEASE READ THIS LINK!!!!)
For example, cops can’t pull someone over for being brown or because they hear them talking with an accent while in line at the store. They can just legally ask for documentation if they already have them pulled over or detained for another reason and have reason to believe they may be illegal (acting extra nervous along with no English skills and no identification, etc…). It’s not suppose to be a witch hunt. Cops are busy enough without chasing around people with an accent. If you are behaving responsibly and not breaking the law, you should be good. Although, coming into our country w/o documentation is… illegal. And it’s been a FEDERAL crime since 1940 for immigrants to fail to keep their registration documents with them. Kinda like you need to have your passport with you in other countries… If you carry your drivers license, no matter what color you are or accent you have, they won’t ask for documentation. Or, if you are illegal, don’t break the law- anymore than you already have just by being in our country without documentation. Duh.

And maybe I’m weird, but why is everyone so up in arms about AZ wanting to secure their borders or stopping something that’s illegal?  I don’t get that. And why *aren’t* people pissed about how cops were getting pummeled with water bottles and whatever else just for trying to keep a rally peaceful- which wasn’t peaceful at all. Am I the only one that saw something really freakin’ wrong with that? I worry for the police officers even more now that this law is passed.

All I ask is that you get the facts before you spout crap about cops being racist and boycotting AZ. Oh and while we’re on the subject, boycotting Arizona is just about *the* dumbest idea ever. I found this interesting info:

For those of you who do not know; Human smugglers (Coyotes) are caught
weekly in Arizona. These smugglers bring Illegals into the Phoenix area and
store their human cargo (Pollos) in drop houses until they get paid a ransom
by family members or those contractors needing cheap labor. Some of these
Pollos are used to carry drugs as part of their payment to be smuggled into
the U.S.. The Pollos kept in these drop house are under armed guard and are
sometimes physically and sexually abused. Some gangs are kidnapping young
women from Latin America and bringing them here as slaves in the sex trade.
In the newspaper there are weekly stories of bodies that are found in the
desert. These bodies are those of illegal immigrants. If a Pollo gets sick
or injured while traveling across the desert the Coyote abandons them
because they cannot afford to be slowed down and captured by I.N.S. The
people I know are not opposed to immigration, we just want to retain our
rights as a sovereign nation. Mexico has very stringent laws about illegal
immigration and when an American citizen visits there we must carry proper
papers.

So, if you’re ok with all that- sex slaves, ransom, murder, etc…, then yeah, BOYCOTT ARIZONA. I’m NOT ok with that.  Why do we have laws if we don’t want them enforced?

Like my title? I think this may become a regular post…

Last nite my husband was on a call. He had to go to a gross motel where people were doing meth. The meth-heads let him and another cop into their room. There was baggies of meth everywhere. The male meth addict was sitting on the bed when out of no where he says, “Can I wipe my a$$?“  Sei was like, “WTH?” The guy repeated himself, “I was taking a sh** before you got here, so can I wipe my a$$?” Seiuli told him, “Too bad. Just stay there.”

The guy stands up, pulls his pants down, grabs a napkin off the table, bends over and wipes his friggin’ butt right there in front of 2 cops and a female meth-head. Then he tosses the napkin back on the table. OH.MY.HELL Y’all.  When Sei was telling me this I nearly threw up. How nasty is that? Sei was like, “Did you seriously just do that? You are such a meth addict. You’re a 45 year old man and you just wiped your butt in front of people...”

My poor husband. How the heck does he get images like that out of his head? I wasn’t there and I’m disgusted. This is why my husband tells gross jokes. You have to joke about crap otherwise it’ll eat you up. So, right after putting the image of a meth addict wiping his butt into my head, he told me a meth-head joke. I won’t repeat it here, but… eew.

On a more serious note… Meth is so bad. I’ve seen before and after pics from mugshots Sei would bring home in Utah. But here’s a video. It’s pretty unreal.

My husband started at the LPD Dec. 2007. He was a sheriff’s deputy in Utah County for 6 years before moving to Texas and joining the PD. He was on SWAT and all that good stuff that makes a wife worry more. He’s been tased, maced,  and he’s married to me. He is TOUGH. So, needless to say I feel safe with this hot, tough man.

But he’s leaving me.

For nite shift that is.

Yep, that’s right. He’s going back to his old shift. He’s been on weekday-DAY shift for 6 months and I hated it when he started because I was used to having him gone WEEKEND nites and home during the day. But now I’ve been spoiled with him in bed with me and weekend dates… Idk what I’m gonna do.

I’m NOT a chicken. I don’t mind being home at nite without him. I mean, hello, I have a GUN. (Hear that bad guys? I have a gun and even though I’m married to a cop I still believe in: 9 mm, then 9-1-1.) Anyway… moving on. I’m not scared, but sleeping alone at nite (not counting a kid or 2 who may end up in my bed) sucks. I have trouble. I feel kinda uneasy. I end up having conversations with myself. Thankfully, Sei listened to me when I told him I wanted a home security system  so when we bought our house Sei called up ADT and they hooked us up! It makes me feel better to know that I have a security system installed.  And it works well. I’ve set it off on numerous occasions. Once when Sei and I weren’t home Tristan set it off and didn’t know the code to turn it off.  ADT called the house to make sure everything was ok. Niiiice.

Anyway… I know NOTHING is gonna take the place of Sei and his guns (biceps) being there at nite, but I do feel better knowing my alarm is set and on.

Again… BAD GUYS: I have a gun and I will use it. Just sayin’…

It’s Tad Award time. For the newbies let me explain what this award is. Almost 2 years ago I introduced these awards. A Tad Award is NOT an award you want to win. The Tad Award is basically reserved for people who suck. I hand them out occasionally. You can click on the pic of Tad to read about other Tad Award winners. Here’s today’s:

So…. Sei was at work. It was his lunch break which is suppose to be his time- although it usually gets cut short by some kind of call. Anyway… the computer in his cop car was dying and needed to be charged. It charges only when the car is on. So, he went in to Whataburger to eat, but left the car running and locked and parked where he could see it. He was in Whataburger for about 20 minutes. He ordered, ate and left. When he went back to the station the lieutenant pulled Sei aside and let him know he had received a complaint. What?? A woman had taken the time out of her day to call the police station to file a complaint. She said she was glad that all their city tax money was going towards paying for a police officer to leave his car running during a 20 minute lunch. Are you freakin’ kidding me?
1st of all – Why do people think that because they pay taxes that they own the police? Or the cops owe them something?
2nd of all- who DOES that??? Seriously??? If she was bothered or concerned could she not have just said, “Excuse me officer. Did you know your car was on?” and then he could have explained that he was charging his computer. Instead she went to his superiors and complained against my husband because he left his car running.

Gee- what a freakin’ crime biotch.

Are you kidding me?

Tad award for you. And I hope you get pulled over soon.

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Because you never know what other drivers are distracted doing (like complaining about stupid things!!) while they drive, make sure you have the recommended auto insurance coverage.

~ So… today I called 911. I came back from dropping the boys off at school, and had a car full of kids. When I went to unlock the door the key had a really hard time going into the lock. Like REALLY hard time. This was weird. And I could barely get it unlocked. Being the Investigation Discovery Channel junkie I am, rather than thinking that maybe my key got messed up I immediately think “There is a murderer in my house and he jimmied the lock.” So… I go back out to the car, call Sei- who was on a call and didn’t answer. Thanks Babe, call me back when you get a chance. Oh wait, nevermind, I’m already dead. (kidding babe.) Then I called the mom of one of the kids I watch and asked her if she thinks I’d be a dork to call the cops. She didn’t think I would be a dork and usually she thinks I am a dork, so this was good. So I called 911, told them that it was probably fine, but I didn’t want to be wrong and caught totally vulnerable with 5 kids. Then I threw in there that my husband is a cop and thought I should call. (That was a lie since I hadn’t talked to him yet, but oh well.) THEN Sei called, but I couldn’t answer so he’s freakin’ out thinkin’ I’m murdered. (I very well could have been!) So… the cops came, went thru my house and said it was “all clear.” I walk into my house, all the lites are on, closet doors are open and I was SO EMBARRASSED by how messy all the bedrooms were. AND one of my bras was hanging on the doorknob in the bathroom. And not a fancy Victoria Secrets bra- an ugly one. I’m so embarrassed. NONE of the beds were made, an ugly bra was on the doorknob, dirty dishes were in the sink… So embarrassed. But not dead, so that’s good.
And you know what makes me even weirder than y’all already know I am? Having the cops come save me (over-exagerrating, but it’s all good) was a TOTAL turn on. (No- the cops were not hot. It just made me want Sei home.) My husband does that EVERYDAY. How freakin’ hot is that? And how many other chicks are thinking my husband is all hot? Ok, that kinda bugs…. Next subject!

~ I totally wanna try Motocross. Am I weird? I saw this “Made” episode on Mtv- you know, where they take people and “make” them into whatever… Prom Queen, skater, BMX riders, etc… Well, I saw one where this totally prissy chick was “made” into a motocross rider. I was so bugged because: 1) She was a prissy and I know I could do it better. 2) Because I’m 32 and I was jealous of a 15 yr old prissy pants. Yes, I’m weird. I think I’m just bored as of late. I wanna try something fun and exciting. And I’m NOT prissy so if that chick could do it I’m sure I can… once I figure out how to start the darn thing.

~ I get to shoot my gun this weekend hopefully. If I do I will take pics so I can look at all baaaad….

~ Edited to add: Def Leppard, Poison (S!!!) and Cheap Trick are comin’ to Dallas on Aug. 21. I could just cry!! AND No Doubt is coming May 30!!!!! I’ll have to check into getting some cardboard displays so I can make cool signs at the concerts!! Woo hoo!!!!

So, Seiuli is working today and one of his fellow officers gets a call. A woman has called 911 because there is something suspicious on her porch. It’s broad daylite, so she can see clearly what is it, but still… she thinks it is “suspicious” and wants an officer to come check it out- STAT.

Wanna know what it was?

Go ahead…. guess.

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Yep. One very suspicious empty egg carton… WTHeck???