I have truly enjoyed reading your responses on the last two posts! I especially like your Grandma and Grandpa memories. And one of my readers is even familiar with the St. Joseph Co Fair! That person is probably familiar with the fact that if there was a drought in St. Joe Co, it would end the 3rd week of September when the fair started. I've even seen snow during fair week!
Today was my first day "out" and driving since my knee surgery last week. I'm still not very graceful at getting in the truck (it's a high stepper!!) and I was glad I had a shopping cart to "lean" on while I was in the store! Tomorrow a.m. I have to drive to the Soo for my check up and to get my stitches out. We are expecting heavy rain in the a.m. and it is supposed to clear out about 8:30 a.m. I figure on leaving about 9 a.m. Hopefully the Weather Wizards are correct and it'll be all over with by the time I leave.
And I HOPE I can get a parking spot near the Dr's office and not have to park two blocks away in the parking garage. Dan and I have NEVER had any luck with that garage. Oh, we can find a place to park, but the last time we were in there, it didn't give us a ticket and the time before, it wouldn't take my money when I was ready to leave.
On the news this morning was a story about a guy and his son who sell grapes out of his vehicle. The son reached in to get a bunch of grapes and discovered a black widow spider. You know me and spiders. Brrrrrrrr.... When we lived down state, I had purchased a bunch of grapes, got it home and discovered a spiders webby nest in the grapes. I didn't even BOTHER trying to find the spider. The whole thing went outside to the trash. I bought grapes today and washed and checked them thoroughly. A while later, after Dan had brought in the mail and tossed my mail (aka bills) on my lap, I noticed a spider on my shirt! I tried not to go spastic (my knee wouldn't allow much spastic activity anyway) and "calmly" asked Dan to get that $$^*@ spider off my shirt! When he came over to attend to the creepy critter I realized that it was a tick! I can't believe it was on the grapes so the only other thing we can come up with was it was in the Rubbermaid mailbox and ended up on the bills he dropped on my lap.
All the time that I spend outside around trees and picnic tables and grass and under the tree limbs mowing, I've not had a tick in years. Go get the mail (or grapes??) and I get a tick! WE both feel creepy crawly now!
Tell the truth; do you feel a little crawly too???
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