Day: March 18, 2017
So there you are at home all alone for a Saturday night. Your husband/wife/significant other/no one in particular is gone for the weekend. Suddenly there is knocking at your front door …
‘KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!”
So you ask yourself “Why the h**l aren’t they using the doggone doorbell?” but you answer the door anywho. Suddenly you find yourself face-to-face with __________ (fill in the blank) who says to you __________ (fill in the blank).
Question: Who is at the door and what did they say to you?
- It can’t be someone related to you but it can be an ex.
- It can’t be your boss or anyone that you work with.
- It can’t be a politician even though I know some of you would love it to be Donald Trump or Nancy Pelosi or someone like that.
- It can be a real person or a fictional character.
- It can even be a dead person but let’s not turn this into an episode of “The Walking Dead“
Feel free to stretch out your imagination.
My answer would be: It was Jason who said “I was the Super Bowl and I was the one that stole Tom Brady’s Super Bowl jersey out of the Patriots locker room. I think the Feds are on to me. Can you hide it for me for a while until things cool off??”
So we did a little walking around outside this afternoon. The sun feels so warm on your face and it quickly warms whatever dark colored clothing that you may be wearing. And then the breeze picks up again and quickly cools off everything once again. My hands felt awfully cold without having any gloves on them. I quickly shoved them into my vest pockets.
I checked my garden beds just to see where I was after the past couple weeks. Yeh, looks are deceiving. They looked like they were thawing well that is until I put my garden fork in them. I hit frozen soil only a couple inches down. The weather lady says it may be warmer tomorrow versus what was forecasted. Well, I guess I’ll get back out and turn the soil to help encourage it to thawing out.
In the mean while there is some lawn to walk and sticks and minor branches that blew out of the trees over the winter that need picked up and deposited in my fire pit. It’s time to gather them all up and maybe I’ll have a bit of a fire next weekend to get rid of them all. So yeh I’m getting a tad anxious for warmer weather.