Anyway, so I was putting out those stupid sprinklers because you know we're still in a stupid drought here in Texas, and a couple trucks and/or cars drove past. One of them may have been an SUV . . . I'm an SUV kind of girl myself, but I digress. Of course, I had to turn around each time a vehicle drove by because there is only one entrance into our relatively small subdivision so you better have a good reason for driving down my street, or I'll come after you Buster. Actually, the real reason I look is because I grew up in a really small town so I knew 90% of the people that drove past my house. I'm still in the habit of looking. We also used to follow every ambulance and fire truck that went through town. And if that fire siren went off you could bet phones were-a-ringin'. Again, I digress.
So at one point I was walking, sprinkler in hand, toward the back gate when a truck went by. I turned to look around at the truck but kept walking at the same time. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that maybe, just maybe, you should watch where you're walking. I may or may not have walked right in the side of our lovely brick home. Nice. Don't worry I shook it off and kept moving. Wouldn't want the neighbors to think I'm in any way abnormal.
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