I was out and about today, doing fun things like emissions testing, and filling tanks with gas. I was thinking about posting something on Facebook. Something like..
<happy font> Just filled the tank on the Wonder Hub’s birthday present! Best wife EVAH! </happy font>
when the yahoo (say it like this: yay-hoo) in front of me came to a complete.freaking.stop in the dead-center of a traffic circle, very nearly causing a multi-vehicle chain-reaction of disaster which would have significantly impacted the celebration of my beloved’s birth.
My brain instantly wrote another Facebook post (and then edited it for profanity).
<pissy font> AMERICANS SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED ANYWHERE NEAR TRAFFIC CIRCLES! </pissy font>
My brain went on to tell Facebook (because, you know, Facebook cares) about the time, less than one month after our return to America from Germany (where drivers are actually taught how to navigate a traffic circle), we were clobbered by an indignant late-model dude in his late-model Cadillac. A man who, despite having exited into our vehicle from the inside lane, went on to SUE US (unsuccessfully. HA.).
I continued my pissy internal Facebook rant about idiot drivers and idiots in general until I pulled into the driveway at home.
As I wandered up the front walk, my brain switched gears (squirrel, anyone?). Oohhh! I remembered the picture I had taken this morning!
<happy font> Look at what I found next to the front door! </happy font>
Is there anything more hopeful than teeny, tiny eggs in a freshly made nest? The joy! The wonder!
All of a sudden, the mommy (daddy?) bird flew from the alcove, zipped around my head in an angry rush, and made me scream like a wee little girl.
(I hate screaming like a wee little girl.)
<hyperbole font> STUPID, STUPID, GEOGRAPHY-CHALLENGED BIRD JUST MADE ME PEE MY PANTS! WHO BUILDS A NEST RIGHT NEXT TO SOMEONE’S FRONT DOOR! </hyperbole font>
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is worthy of respect, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if something is excellent or praiseworthy, think about these things. Philippians 4:8