tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post8732159454310011209..comments2023-10-09T06:48:02.888-05:00Comments on Garden Girl: I Have Never Been So Scared In My Lifegarden girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-41638501542652635392009-03-31T14:54:00.000-05:002009-03-31T14:54:00.000-05:00That was a very scary experience. I'm really glad...That was a very scary experience. I'm really glad my big black dog is back home with his ferocious bark! He's very protective, and I've felt a lot more comfortable with him here. <BR/><BR/>I used to think after George I probably wouldn't get another dog, only because the kids are grown now, and it would be nice to come and go as we please without being concerned about getting back home to take care of a pet. <BR/><BR/>I'm not so sure about that anymore. Besides how much I love him, I hadn't realized how much more secure I feel with a big dog around until this incident. I think with him barking on the other side of the door, this situation probably wouldn't have happened - they probably would have left instead of hanging around jiggling the door, oblivious that they were scaring me half to death!garden girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-68954502176167524172009-03-31T11:57:00.000-05:002009-03-31T11:57:00.000-05:00I just read this story. Geez. Your reaction was ...I just read this story. Geez. Your reaction was totally normal! I probably would have peed my pants.Victoria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16014235737941054206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-12226703987923532782008-03-09T13:53:00.000-05:002008-03-09T13:53:00.000-05:00Viooletj, thank you for visiting! I am so gratefu...Viooletj, thank you for visiting! I am so grateful this experience was a false alarm. I had never before thought about what I would do if I was ever in this kind of scary situation. Now I'm taking the time to think about what I would do if something like this ever happens again. <BR/><BR/>I'm glad you like my blog. The next time I visit my mom and her husband, I'll take more pictures of their beautiful wilderness to share here. It is so beautiful there.garden girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-91005873499167679282008-03-09T13:28:00.000-05:002008-03-09T13:28:00.000-05:00Geeez! I had my jaw dropped while imagining that d...Geeez! I had my jaw dropped while imagining that door handle move. And then, OMG. I'm still sort of pissed off with finding out the outcome. I just had a vision of myself beating the hell out of whoever it was with those watchtower leaflets. But on the other hand I'm glad you're ok and it was a JW, and hopefully that'll be your last and worst intruder experience. We had people break into our estate a few times, but they didn't get any further than dogs. The difference is that our police is nowhere near the reliable help that it's supposed to be and it's usually always pizza that gets delivered to my home before the police.I agree with Anna though, you never know what sort of a cunning disguise those crazy individuals can have, and this would be nothing ingenious. Hearing about all the weird trespassing cases from around the globe, you hardly ever expect it to pop out at your front door one day. Is it me or does the word 'watchtower' have a point here? That's why I always have at least one dog out in the garden, on the watch-out. Bottom line, I was trying to comment on your beautiful blog and garden while reading all about your green thumb passion between the lines, when I was rudely interrupted by jiggling of your door handle. I was mesmerized by that awesome photo of untouched wilderness. Anyway, looking forward to see just how beautiful your garden will get when the spring takes over.Viooltjehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12493874661606266986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-42257621786455561882008-03-06T09:05:00.000-06:002008-03-06T09:05:00.000-06:00Aw, thank you Vanillalotus. I'd really like to kn...Aw, thank you Vanillalotus. I'd really like to know exactly what was going on too! At this point I'm just so grateful nothing really bad happened - just a bad scare, and thankfully it's over with no real harm done (if you don't count the extra ten gray hairs I probably got!) <BR/><BR/>I visited your blog yesterday and again this morning, and enjoyed it. It's really cool to see someone so young already so interested in gardening. You're living proof that a person can garden just about anywhere - even an apartment balcony can become your own little piece of gardening paradise! I look forward to seeing where your gardening passion takes you!garden girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-67958980084325953882008-03-06T00:53:00.000-06:002008-03-06T00:53:00.000-06:00I'm so sorry that happened to you .I wonder what h...I'm so sorry that happened to you .I wonder what happened also. If I was in that same situation I would have been scared too. I'm not sure that I would have been as calm as you were. I'm glad you are okay though. If only there was a way to know for certain what happened. It's rather odd for someone to be jiggling the door knob for a long amount of time.Priscilla Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12353263318112375137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-6983595119770439402008-03-05T10:51:00.000-06:002008-03-05T10:51:00.000-06:00Anna, I know what you mean. I do think it was JWs...Anna, I know what you mean. I do think it was JWs, but I couldn't agree with you more about being on guard. After hearing what happened last night, my husband is already making plans to beef up security here.<BR/><BR/>Kate, I know what you mean about it being difficult to read, it's hard for me to go back and read, and I lived it! Sorry for the heart-pounding post! I'm looking forward to getting back to talking about flowers and spring! <BR/><BR/>Aw, thanks for the compliment!<BR/><BR/>Jodi, thanks for your empathy, I really didn't mean to make people 'feel my pain!' I guess the intensity of the situation came through a little bit, huh? Sorry! I love your idea to make them go away and never come back! I can just see them walking away, mumbling and writing things down in their little black book as they walk away from my door for the last time! Ha! <BR/><BR/>Actually, the officers suggested a 'no solicitors' sign. I never felt the need for one before, but as of yesterday I've officially changed my mind!garden girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-73632809229480935712008-03-04T22:44:00.000-06:002008-03-04T22:44:00.000-06:00Holy jumpin dyin twist! At first I thought you had...Holy jumpin dyin twist! At first I thought you had an earthquake or a tornado happening...and while the relief washed over me when I found out it was 'only' the Witnesses (or as we call them, the witlesses)...I was also furious on your behalf. <BR/>Now, what you need to do is get a bathrobe with moons and stars on it, and rubber boots, and an iguana. Put them all on the next time you get such visitors (the iguana goes on your head). Guaranteed they will never, EVER come back. I did this about nine years ago just after we moved in here--put Moonshine, my son's green iguana on my head (her favourite perch) and went to the door in bathrobe and rubber boots. Iguanas have this perfect way of looking contemptuously at anything they think is unimportant, and that's a bit unnerving to proselytising religious types, I guess. <BR/>I'm making light, but that was a frightening reality check. I'm just very grateful you're okay!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12107236871193698777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-48220031204845554652008-03-04T20:52:00.000-06:002008-03-04T20:52:00.000-06:00That was difficult to read - I was so relieved to ...That was difficult to read - I was so relieved to know that you were okay. Good thing that you kept your wits about you and phoned 911. I think you've done a good thing letting people know they have to be more careful about approaching peoples' houses. <BR/><BR/>I agree - your profile pic is great!katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03979577122006222781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-30945552204945159012008-03-04T18:19:00.000-06:002008-03-04T18:19:00.000-06:00I'm still not sure it was a JW. Weirdos have all k...I'm still not sure it was a JW. Weirdos have all kinds of ways of getting you off guard. I think you need to stay on guard. I came here to thank you for a few folks you sent my way. Blotanical is having some changes going on. I can't see who has added me and who fav'd me--but the new changes will be good. I'm adding you to my site. I would porbably be eating my favorite chocolate right now if I was as stressed as you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-38073309824784788642008-03-04T17:04:00.000-06:002008-03-04T17:04:00.000-06:00p.s. as i said i would, i called the kingdom hall...p.s. as i said i would, i called the kingdom hall earlier, and talked to a very nice man who was very compassionate and very concerned. apparently i got the wrong kingdom hall, but he promised me he would convey exactly what I told him about what happened to me today, and that it would be a subject for their ministry school meeting which they have every week. he also said he would convey my messsage to the people in charge of the correct kingdom hall and urge them to make my experience the subject of their ministry school as well. he was very concerned. i would have emailed their headquarters in new york to tell THEM what happened too, and I may still contact them. the only reason they didn't get an email from me today is because they have only a form where you can enter contact info, no way I found to send them an email or message.<BR/><BR/>I really don't understand why they stood there messing with my door like that. The only thing I can think of is they were distracted by talking, or just somehow lost in their own little world and not paying attention to what they were doing. I don't get it either. It was a very strange experience. Maybe they were talking and fiddling with trying to get the pamphlets in the loop of the door handle where I found them, or maybe there were kids and they thought our door handle was cool, I really wish I had an explanation for their really thoughtless behavior. The message I wanted to get across to the man I spoke with is that something like that should NEVER happen. The people who go door-to-door should be way better trained and know way better than to do something so stupid, no matter what their reason or non-reason was! (Can you tell I'm still riled up?)garden girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-59122763495906176802008-03-04T16:50:00.000-06:002008-03-04T16:50:00.000-06:00Oh, thank you Hinsley! I've gone back and forth a...Oh, thank you Hinsley! I've gone back and forth about posting a picture. And thank you Carol!<BR/><BR/>I'm doing alright now, still actually pretty shaken up. I'm kind of surprised I'm still feeling so upset. I still keep getting teary. I was so scared. Well, I guess that's redundant, huh? I think it's pretty obvious by the post I was terrified. <BR/><BR/>I wish I did have some valium, to be honest! There's not even a bottle of wine here. <BR/><BR/>Wait, I just checked the fridge, and there's beer. I seriously could use a beer or two, maybe that would help me calm down. I'm feeling perfectly safe, don't really understand why I still feel so awful so much later. But yeah, rest and beer sounds like a good idea. Maybe I'll snuggle up with a blankie and a beer on the sofa! And if that doesn't do the trick, I'll try another beer. At least maybe I'd get a nap in!garden girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13284047851881823280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-64295325827009839042008-03-04T16:42:00.000-06:002008-03-04T16:42:00.000-06:00Unbelievable. Why would they stand there that long...Unbelievable. Why would they stand there that long messing with the door handle? Why wouldn't they just ring the bell, wait, and then leave their pamphlets under the door mat? Or just leave? I am glad you are fine and agree you did the right thing by calling the police.Carol Michelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07796344366326535406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447389184218295999.post-70825560736183643982008-03-04T16:22:00.000-06:002008-03-04T16:22:00.000-06:00OH MY GOD. I was reading the entire entry with my ...OH MY GOD. I was reading the entire entry with my mouth hanging open. I was so worried about you! I came to tell you I love your pic - you're so pretty, and then there I am - in bloghell - reading about something so terrifying. OH I am so sorry. That is inexcusable. I don't care who it is. If it were the Girl Scouts selling cookies even, I'd be placing a phone call. Are you recovering? And yes, the Lane Bryant thing was horrible. You know? this is just a bad day..lots happening, and now this with you?<BR/>Please rest and take care of yourself. Any Valium handy, please administer at once. LOL. I'll be back to see how you are. sheesh.Hinsley Fordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17017210793086191889noreply@blogger.com