For those readers who may have been worried sick about whether or not I would be able to continue my regular Saturday morning ritual, I thought I should follow-up with a…ummm… a follow-up. You’re welcome. As you might recall (I mean it was just seven days ago for goodness sake), my husband and I found ourselves in a terrifying nightmare as a cicada quietly alit on his shirt sleeve while we were minding our own business, enjoying the beautiful day. I tried, in a reasonable manner (although my husband vehemently disagrees on that point) to gently warn him (again, my depiction of the event is in vigorous opposition to his) of the humongous beast on his arm. Okay, admittedly, it did involve a lot of screaming and me violently trying to free myself of the seat belt into which I was “safely” strapped. The jury is still out on just how safe the situation was. I was successful, however, in smashing the prehistoric bug with my purse.
Anyway, long story short, we narrowly missed causing a multi-car collision on the road. I may have forgotten to mention that he was driving at the time. I also contend that, due to his response to my response, we narrowly avoided a date in divorce court. But that’s neither here nor there. The point is, that these cicadas are evil and have absolutely no regard for the sanctity of marriage OR road safety.
Anyway…back to my follow-up. Today is Saturday and, yes, we made the bold decision to repeat our usual trip for coffee and saunter down the quaint streets of Geneva, IL. We, well…I…decided I was NOT going to let those creepy creatures win. And, while I did keep my eyeballs peeled for their stealthy presence, we managed to survive our daring experiment unscathed. Well, pretty much. I did have a rather embarrassing confrontation with a bee…
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If the bee is anything like that picture, it is not a bee, but spawn from the lowest pits of hell.
Well…I may have enhanced that particular bee may with a bit of artistic license, but…that’s pretty much how it looked to me… And yes, I believe it was a spawn from the lowest pits of hell
🙂 There you go!
I am glad to know you are sticking with the ritual. At least the creatures you are encountering are getting smaller. Maybe next week it will get smaller yet like an ant. Don’t worry about your husband thinking you are exaggerating, they do it too usually when they are not feeling well. Have a great weekend. 🙂
Oh that’s SO true, haha!! And you’re right-at least the bugs I’m encountering are getting smaller, but unfortunately, my reaction to them isn’t any less crazy
You are the bravest person I know and i am proud to call you my friend. Well, I haven’t seen you in 40 years, and you were a little older than me so we never really played together as kids, but I call you friend for lack of a better word. But you ARE the bravest person I know, but I don’t get out much cause I don’t like creepy bugs either.
I laughed out loud in the middle of the night reading this one. You crack me up. I though(“t” – typo – you may want to correct) I should follow-up with a…ummm… a follow-up. You’re welcome” and “cicadas are evil and have absolutely no regard for the sanctity of marriage OR road safety” were a couple of my favorite lines that bubbled up giggles and were quintessential you and your writing style that I enjoy reading so much. I’d have a hard time describing your writing in a review, but if i tried it would go something like “Genuinely endearing and dramatic non-drama. She (I’d use your name in a review, but dont know what name you’re going by these days) has a suburban-folksy way of making the ordinary and mundane, compelling and funny. ”
Well, if you ever are at a loss for ideas for your next blog story, let’s get us old friends back together and then compare notes of how it went on our blogs the next day. 😉
Hey, that would be fun!! Thanks for the correction-you know how that goes: you read it over & over & say , “yep, it’s perfect” & don’t even see the typos – because your brain is just reading what it’s supposed to say. As for what to call me…I am rather schizophrenic, aren’t I? 😜 Call me whatever makes you happy. I know… How bout Mayo?? 🙂
Glad I could make you giggle
There…just fixed it Ed. And, you’re right…I AM pretty brave 🙂
so funny and glad you went back out into the world ) fyi – forensic scientists and traffic accident re-enactors, have a term for some crashes that are simply unexplainable, they call it the ‘x-factor,’ which includes things like a bee or bug in the car, distracting the driver just long enough to play a role in causing the accident.
Wow that’s good to know because it seems to be a phenomenon I’m becoming rather familiar with. X-Factor? Feels more like X-Files…
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