And You Wonder Why I’m Frazzled
OK. I’m sitting at my kitchen counter at my computer, where my kids say I always am. I’m looking up, grasping for just the right word to put in my Best Seller. And I see this!
It is a pen nestled into the glass bulb of my kitchen light fixture. I wonder who the #%** did that!!! I pulled it out and of course the pen is burned. I was so shocked at the GENIUS of whoever did it that I had to share it.
So I put the pen back in there and ran for my camera.
By the time I came back, the thing was smoking (look closely). I’m sorta like those people on “America’s Funniest Home Videos” where a bear has Darryl trapped up a tree and the reason the video is on TV is on account of his friend, Bubba, running to get the video camera instead of helping him. That’s a TRUE friend. He figures he’ll give Daryll half the money he wins on the show, heck. That’ll buy a buttload of Skoal.
It's kind’a like this guy who runs to get the camera when his forest ranger colleague is fixin’ to be bear meat.
So I get the camera when my house is getting ready to catch fire. I mean, I had a fire extinguisher right there that I bought after candles, glued into my daughter's styrofoam advent wreath, ignited the whole thing and burned a big black hole on our kitchen table. I wonder if I can sue the Sunday school teacher who had THAT bright idea for damages and mental anguish.
So anyhoo, I can only imagine what would’ve happened if I’d have left the house with the light on. Or when only my kids were home. I need a case of Chardonnay and an IV.
