On a lighter note
On my way home from work today I stopped at Publix to get eggs. John wants breakfast for dinner tonight. I'm making breakfast sandwiches. I'll take an egg, fry it and top with swiss cheese (letting the cheese melt a little). I'll put the egg with cheese on toast, add bacon, sliced tomatoes and a little bit of mayo. Delicious!! There is a lot of cholesterol in this sandwich so it's only fit to eat once every two months.So, as I walked out of the grocery store I noticed a cigarette on the pavement still lit and burning. I stepped on it to put it out. It doesn't surprise me one bit when I see smokers discard their cigarettes without putting them out fully. If they don't care enough about their bodies to quit then, why would they care about burning down a building or blowing up a vehicle? They obviously hate themselves and others too. hum, wonder if John will comment.........
Continuing on my journey home, I saw a car skid across the road a bit while making a U-turn. It has been raining all afternoon so the roads are pretty slippery. I thought about the time I slid on the road and ended up doing a complete 360 degree turn. It was quite a while ago in my younger days. I was in my 1976 powder blue Firebird. That was my first ever car and it cost me $400. I loved that car. It had a big dent in the front drivers side bumper. Regardless, I drove that car everywhere. I was headed home one evening and stopped at a red light. I was leaving from god knows where at around 3:30am. The roads were slippery from rain and I probably had no tread left on my tires. I was on MLK blvd. and waiting to make a left turn onto 40th street. When the light changed to green, I slowly took off and went to make my turn. As I turned, I started to skid across the road spinning completely around. I had to stop and catch and my breath. There happened to be a cop parked across the way doing who knows what. I don't know if he saw me or not. I did not wait around to see either. I pulled myself together then got the hell out of there.
posted by CherylRenee @ 7:57 PM
2 Comments:
A 180 on ice when I was a little kid put the fear in me--I wasn't driving. I was probably about 5 years old and I have never forgotten it.
To ddd: then why did you do that doughnut in downtown Lawrenceburg on a Sunday morning in that blue LTD?
To Cheryl: Somehow I can't conjure you driving a Transmarobird. (Ask John about Transmarobirds.)
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