You know when you go to the refrigerator and then just stand there staring at the milk or oj, or whatever the hell else you have in there, because you can’t remember what you wanted…this post is a lot like that
My mother’s dog Lena secretly pees on floor near the slider after she has been let out…my mother does not believe me ( it’s condensation from the window, she maintains) and gets defensive.
I swear Lena is smirking at me in that ha-ha kind of way.
Why would I lie about such a thing?
I stand to gain nothing.
Heads up Lena, I’m on to you, bitch.
While I was at the garage, passing time waiting for my oil change, I was marveling at a long piece of flypaper festooned with fly remains of all shapes and sizes. I noticed what looked to be two or three tic-tacs stuck to the strip.
Why and how I wondered.
Were some bored kids chucking them up there?
How many tic-tacs were tossed before those few stuck?
Ahhh…But now there’s minty fresh fly death and only one and a half calories!
Why are you going this way? Lafayette is much quicker!
It’s GREEN, GO!
Ugh, are you seriously going to make a left off of Pine in this traffic?
Pull through to the next spot, Go now before someone turns in GO NOW!
Drop me off at the door and I’ll get us a table..
Where’s the waiter?!
It’s really nice to get out and relax, don’t you think?
On vacay this week soooo…sorry for the drive-by post
be back next week:)
Peace ~ Rene