(which we always seem to post on Wednesday)
Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!
I always thought that I would be a perfect candidate to be a trucker's wife! I am a strong, independent woman who likes things my way. I figured being married to a truck driver would be the best of both worlds-have a man around for only half the time!
Who are we to judge? Both of them firmly believe in the path they have chosen. They have the support of their respective families, their church and their community. And they take care of their own! Blessings to them all and may God deliver unto them another healthy child.
I talk a good game of payback and caused a quivering in the boots a time or two, but can't say I've ever intentionally hurt someone...of course there was that time I put a curse on an ex-boss and his house burned down the next day!
Of course! I walk into homes of family and friends who have said to do so and whom I'm comfortable with! And I have those individuals I trust that I've requested do the same. I even yell at them if they don't just walk right in and sit right down!
There you go assuming again that everyone has a car!
It really depends on who's angry at whom at any given holiday. And if I'm hosting the celebration, it depends on how many people I've invited that don't have anywhere else to go!
A few dirty dishes from dinner
Honestly, I never look a gift horse in the mouth.
It's rather difficult to fold a thong!
Nope! No way! I think motorcycles are dangerous! Sorry all my biker friends!
Scrooge McDuck as Ebeneezer Scrooge in "A Christmas Carol". There's just something about the character of Ebeneezer Scrooge that mesmerizes me.
There you go again...assuming. But if I watched TV I'd look forward to "Ghost Hunters" not a sitcom or drama per se.
Since this has actually happened to me before, I tell you the story and then tell ME what I should have done! I came out of the grocery with a basketful of food. The kitten was crying and it couldn't climb out of the cart. Oops, I forgot to mention that I had a broken right foot with a walking cast on. I put the groceries away as fast as I could cause I had an appointment to get my foot checked. Yep, I grabbed the kitten, climbed in the car, tried to get situated lifting my cast-covered right foot over the center hump and angling myself so I could drive with my left. All the while, the kitten hissed and clawed and scratched. I managed to hold on to it and drive for about a mile till the car next to me laid on the horn! The kitten went flying and dove under the seat. Now 15 minutes later, arriving home I started to pick up the kitten but I couldn't find it! I killed myself, inching between the seats, looking under the seats, opening the trunk to see if it had somehow wiggled there. Nothing, nada. Then I heard a tiny meow and still couldn't find that darn cat! At this point, I had missed my appointment so I went back inside to get tuna fish to try to coax it out from wherever it was, completely forgetting about my groceries. NOPE! Finally giving in I drove to a gas station for help for by now my ankle was swollen twice its size, hurt like hell and I just wanted to go home. Thinking this would be an easy $20 for the mechanic, I told him what had happened. One hour and $125 later, the kitten had been found wedged up under the mechanism for the seat that had to be completely taken apart to rescue the kitten! My groceries? All the FROZEN food wasn't frozen anymore and the 2 gallons of ice cream melted all over the trunk. My foot? Cast couldn't come off cause I reinjured it searching for the kitten. Scratch on my arm from kitten became infected and I had to take antibiotics. I couldn't get gas at that station ever again because of the "cat calls" from all the mechanics. The kitten? The mechanic that rescued her made her the station mascot!
I am by profession a teacher so it's not a hobby but I'm always being asked to please "help" my little Jimmy, Suzie, etc to understand math, science, etc. Otherwise, this would be called tutoring and I would be paid $35 per hour.