What was he thinking when he wasn’t thinking?
He. Ken. The man I married on September 15th a million years ago. The guy whose thinning hair blows off his head onto the wallpaper when he dries it. The same guy who would never hurt a fly. What on earth was he thinking when he wasn’t thinking?
I mean, he has told Marissa a thousand times, never ever to swerve off the road for a squirrel. Don’t even hit your brakes! Not even for a dog! Poor Marissa, armed with her new drivers license freaks out. I won’t hit a dog she screams! But our winding country roads, lined with giant trees on both sides are dangerous! You could get hurt if you swerve, or worse. Do not ever swerve. Not even for a cat! Marissa freaks out again.
Brrriiiinnnggg…… Brrriiinnnggg……I am curling my hair. Should I answer it? I check the caller ID. It is Ken, hmmmmm….. that is strange. He just left the house two seconds ago.
Hello? I’m in the ravine. The ravine? He repeats it again. The ravine. What ravine? There was a critter. A critter? I didn’t hit it. You swerved? Click. Hello?
Needless to say, Marissa was very proud of her father.
What lessons have your children taught your husband?
Sounds like something I would do. I always, always swerve out of the way when I think I’m going to hit an animal. Luckily though I’ve never drove off the road in the process…
Thanks for visiting my blog - love your site, very fun. Sounds like a wild and crazy household! You are a comedic genius!
God bless,
Renee
HILARIOUS!! i had to read it to my husband…way too funny! hope everyone is OK?!
I did the same thing swerving to avoid hitting a rabbit one time. I was scared to death to call my dad because he had given me the same lecture over and over. Needless to say now when I see an animal run out into the road I never swerve but I am still guilty of closing my eyes and saying please hurry lil animal. LOL
Have a great weekend,
Tami
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