First of all, I know I've talked about this before, but I really think that I could be a great radio personality. I mean, I love telling people about my life. Anyways.
I've been having a little problem when it comes to the ol' bloggy blog. I've been experiencing severe writer's block. FYI: writer's block is code for my life is BORING. My life is reaaaaaaal boring lately. I even told Peter that we needed more exciting lives. He said, "But Sara, this is the real world." Haaaaaaaaa.
So, since my life has been far from thrilling, I just have zero to write about. It's not like I'm babysitting so I have a bunch of kid stories for you. And I'm not living in a foreign country, so there goes an entire blog's worth of entertainment (click on the link on the right called "re-live my Ecuadorian life here" if you haven't read about that joke of a life). I also don't even have good Peter stories to tell, because he's been working a TON, so I don't even have HIM to entertain me. Siiiiiiiiiiiigh.
Lucky for you (and me... because I realized that I need to use my creative juices once in a while), inspiration came to me on Sunday. Inspiration, my friends, came to me unbeknownst while I was driving in my car.
Inspiration came to me in the form of a bee.
On Sunday morning, I was driving through the bustling metropolis of Walworth with my windows about a quarter of the way down for about 5 minutes. I put my windows up because I decided to call Peter.
Taaaaaaalky talky talky talky.
Sara: (Loudly) Oh.My.GAWD. (switch to a whisper... don't want Mr. Bee to sense my fear!) There is a BEE in my CAR. omgomgomgomg
Peter: *silence*
Sara: (Continue in a whisper) omgomgomgomgomg I have to go. I don't know what to do. Okloveyoubye. I hope I don't die (FYI - I am not allergic to bees). Ok wait. I just put the window down. omgomgomgomgomg I hope that the bee got out. Ok I really have to go know. What if I get STUNG while I'm DRIVING? Okloveyoubye. I'mreallyscared.
*Click*
The bee DID get out of my car (I think) when I rolled my window down, but then I just drove with my windows ALL the way down for the rest of the ride home. Insurance, people.
Flashforward a few hours. Jenna and I were going to Rachel's volleyball tournament to sit with our mother and watch 2 hours of 8th grade volleyball on Mother's Day. Yaaaaaaaaaay. We decided to get ice cream. We're in the car, driving along. With the windows partially down.
Sara: AHHHHHHHHHHHH (ear piercing scream causing Jenna to slam on the brakes)
Jenna: OHMYGOD are you OK??????????
Sara: Oh. Whoa. I thought that leaf was a bee. Man. Did I tell you that there was a bee in my car earlier today? That really must have had an effect on me.
Not like I ever over-react or anything. Remember the time I was in a tornado warning?
Yes I remember the bee. I was getting out of my car, (we take ten billion vehicles now because my birthday present only seats 5) and Sara gets out of hers and says"MOM there was a bee in my car!" I said "oh that sucks". Then I went in and had ice cream.
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