“becky, we have an emergency”


“there is a huge bug in our house. can you come get it?”

laughter. “you want me to what?”

“it’s huge – as big as one of my fingers and it jumps around like a grasshopper!”

more laughter. “seriously?”

“yes!” she screams, “it just went into the bathroom! hurry!”

knowing my neighbor as i do, i grab a broom and head over, chuckling all the way. this isn’t the first time. once, it was a wasp nest. and a HUGE wasp. another time it was a bee. and more times than i can count, it’s been “help, i locked myself out of the house!”

i don’t need to live in missouri to have tornadoes in my life.

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