I’ve kind of abandoned my “Will I Ever Learn Wednesday” posts. I still do crazy things that make people stop and scratch their heads in disbelief, but I’m not very good at any kind of structure. I’ve found that a weekly post becomes a burden, rather than fun. That doesn’t mean, though, that I’m not going to poke fun at myself (or those around me) occasionally. Here’s proof.
Please keep in mind that I am telling this story at the risk of having the rater gods swoop in and label my sweet innocent blog as something other than G or GP. But I’m going to take that risk.
It was one of those crazy days. Hurry up! Get ready to go. My goal was to get my house “dead ready” or as picked up as possible before heading.
I hurriedly made the bed. As I headed to the next task, I noticed a couple of stuffed sheep sitting on the bedroom chair. Since I sometimes throw them on the bed, I grabbed them and tossed them up there, nice and tidy like and “whirl winded” on to the next task (whirlwind is what Jim calls me when I get like this).
It wasn’t long before I heard this howl of laughter coming out of the bedroom. What now? He man was doubled over in laughter at what he saw. What do you think?
Oh my. The Marvin Gay song, “Let’s Get It On” immediately came to mind.
Once I recovered from my fits of laughter, I separated the two love birds to their respective places.
If I allowed smoking in my house, I’m pretty sure these two would each have a cig in their little hoofs.