I know there is a lot going on right now that is wonderful, but the weird stuff is way more interesting to blog about. Seriously, I feel like I’ve been living the past few days in that children’s book Wacky Wednesday, where all I do is point out what doesn’t fit.
First there was the toe. I’m going to the doctor this afternoon to get it checked out. Of course it’s starting to improve now, but it’s still sore enough that I’m going to keep the appointment anyway. Maybe when I stop waking myself up out of a dead sleep because I moved my foot wrong and feel like it’s on fire as a result–maybe then I’ll know my toe is better enough.
Then there was the stupid grocery store incident that truly hurt my pride more than my mouth.
Then yesterday the dog jumped up on me when I was playing with Scooter on the floor. Luckily she missed him, but her claws scraped my face instead. I have a beautiful scratch right along the edge of my mouth. Thank goodness for good concealer that hides it fairly well.
This morning’s drive to take PJ to MDO was ridiculous as well, although fortunately there were no injuries involved. First, as I was getting ready to turn the usual way of the neighborhood, I saw emergency vehicles blocking off the entire intersection at the nearby light. Nobody was getting by. I quickly turned the other way, deciding it might be a good idea to find an alternate route for the day. Then the check engine light came on AGAIN. This is the third time in a few months. The last two were something stupid with the gas cap, so I’m not exactly worried this time either, although it is annoying to take care of.
Then as I pulled up to the entrance to the church, I saw that it too was blocked off by emergency vehicles due to a recent accident. Some people were finding ways around it by driving on the grass, but I decided it was silly to mess with that and headed to the other entrance. (Seriously, why was I the only one going in the other entrance? It was just as easy to get to and didn’t require anyone to drive on grass.)
I also avoided about five accidents on the whole drive. People were driving stupid this morning, I guess. I can certainly see how those other accidents happened. I had several people pull out in front of me when there wasn’t room and others hang out in the “suicide lane” in the median with their front end in my lane and butt sticking out in front of someone else. What’s funny is that there really weren’t that many cars out. Why make yourself such a hazard when waiting ten seconds could get you where you need to go safely?
Anyway, I’m kind of waiting to see what happens next. Will the sky be yellow? People wearing shoes on their heads and hats on their feet?
Oh! Scooter took his first two tiny steps yesterday evening, just barely before M walked in the door after work. He’s still not quite ready to take off, but that was literally a step in the right direction.