Maddie thinks that my weekly goal should be having a near death experience on a daily basis because so far I'm 2 for 2*, but I don't think I'm willing to give that a shot.
(*Sunday: Car situation. Monday: Maddie and I were within inches of being hit by a car that sped through a red light at an intersection. She screamed. I nearly peed my pants. The intersection was at a standstill. Yikes.)
But instead, since this was somewhat decided for me by the fates of the car gods:
Goal: Use alternate means of transportation all week.
So far, so good. I ran yesterday. Today I rode the bus. Tomorrow I'm thinking about biking to work. Then Thursday, maybe even walk the 2.5 miles to work. Friday - maybe I'll hitch hike? I look intimidating enough to ward off the weirdos, right?
I'm so green.(*Sunday: Car situation. Monday: Maddie and I were within inches of being hit by a car that sped through a red light at an intersection. She screamed. I nearly peed my pants. The intersection was at a standstill. Yikes.)
But instead, since this was somewhat decided for me by the fates of the car gods:
Goal: Use alternate means of transportation all week.
So far, so good. I ran yesterday. Today I rode the bus. Tomorrow I'm thinking about biking to work. Then Thursday, maybe even walk the 2.5 miles to work. Friday - maybe I'll hitch hike? I look intimidating enough to ward off the weirdos, right?
On another topic, remember Superman?
Well, he managed to make me snort from laughing so hard yesterday. (Which, I guess, isn't too difficult to do.) He read my post about his galiant efforts and followed-up with an amazing picture message.
The text read: "My secret is out."
The picture is too hard to put into words. So for your viewing pleasure, I present to you: Superman.
Erika, your dad is awesome!!!
ReplyDeleteI can't stop laughing at the whole thing.