It’s just another random Friday… wish it were Saturday… that’s my fun day… (yes, I’ll stop now)
- So this happened this week:
- For those of you who stopped by last week and are wondering how I made out with Rick (oh, how I wish that were literal), you can see for yourself here.
- Tuesday night Hubby and I went to a happy hour farewell for one of his colleagues and then headed to another locale to play trivia. During our (separate – we had both come straight from work) transportation between the two places, a storm to end all storms descended upon the city. Trying to find a parking spot, a tornado of trash crossed the street in front of my car. “I should just go home,” I thought. But I had already seen Hubby walk into the bar, so I continued searching for a spot that didn’t require a boat to get from my car to the venue. I finally found one and grabbed a cheapie umbrella from the backseat of my car. While waiting at the red light to cross the street, a crack of lightning tore through the sky close enough for me to feel the ground shake. I hurriedly collapsed my umbrella and ducked under an awning, thinking back to all the horror stories I heard about lightning electrocutions as a child growing up in FL.
Leaning the umbrella against the building so that I could put my now-wet hair in a ponytail, I thought about how I would much rather be shot, stabbed, drowned, hit by a car – anything – than struck by lightning. And so, when the light turned green, I made a run for it (in my white t-sirt and flip flops). I got to the bar soaked – but sans electric shock – and also umbrellaless. Between my momentary scare, my talk with the universe, my putting up my hair, and my rush to get across the street, I had forgotten my umbrella under the awning. I said a silent thanks to myself for having taken the cheapie umbrella instead of my Mary Poppins one and hoped that maybe I provided a homeless person with a bit of shelter from the storm (once the lightning stopped, of course).
- Yesterday I got to enjoy seeing my friends’ kids cheerlead at summer camp. I am so appreciative that my friends share their kids with me and that their kids have grown so comfortable with me that I get unprompted hugs. My day always feels more complete when I’ve gotten to share a few minutes of it with a child or young adult.
- I also got to see (via Facebook) my five-year-old niece read a book all by herself. Talk about this former reading teacher’s heart swelling! I’m so thankful for the technology and social media that allows me to share in these special moments with my in-laws.
- The start of Big Brother last night was super exciting.
- Hubby and I are off to spend this evening laughing with Joan Rivers. It’s no Rick Springfield concert, but I’m admittedly pretty stoked.
This post is part of Friday Fragments
@ Half-Past Kissin’ Time