I'm joining The Gnome's Mom for "Manic Mommy Monday!" This is the third week and while there are no weekly topics so to speak, it's a fun way to re-cap on your weekend, give an update on your life or anything else you feel led to "talk" or blog about on Monday! If you're so inclined, join us fellow "Manic Mommas," link-up and join the fun!
After everyone was ready, we headed out the door to take my oldest to pre-school. After I dropped him off, my youngest and I headed to run a few morning errands. The first stop was to The Little Gym. I'm hosting Tulsa's Great Cloth Diaper Change event this April and The Little Gym had donated a giveaway prize plus some goodies for the "swag bags." After The Little Gym stop, we headed to a local ultrasound studio to pick up some coupons for the "swag bags." Morning errands were so far, so good. Smooth. No drama. No tantrums. Nothing freaky... yet.
Of course, with the brown car in the middle of the road, I just sat a complete stop. I was shocked. Oh.My.Gosh. Was I about to witness something really terrible happen? What if I did witness a crime? Then what? This incident lasted only a matter of seconds, but my head was racing with so many "what if's."
The red truck peeled into an apartment complex. I could hear the tires squealing. The driver of the brown car then jumped back into his car. You could tell he was ticked off. He was mad, angry and just fuming. Rather then follow the red truck, he sped off, rolled down his window and flipped the driver of the red truck the bird.
All the while, I sat in my car and pushed my jaw up from the floor. Wow. Just wow. I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. I turned into Babies 'R Us and just sat in the car for a few minutes. I was so thankful that nothing bad had happened. That incident could have easily turned into something ugly and tragic. I could have been the witness to a shooting had the driver of the brown car had a better opportunity. I was thankful for the hedge of protection around me that day, and that nothing more serious happened. Then, I noticed something. That Krispy Kreme doughnut was still in my hand. I took a bite. The doughnut was still hot. It tasted so good, and quickly turned a sour moment into a sweet one.
So, my Friday was a little Freaky. How was your Friday?
Toni The Chic Momma
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