In 1980, I was seven years old and a student at Mannheim Elementary School in Mannheim, Germany. My teacher assigned a creative writing project in which we would predict what life would be like in the year 2000.
That was twenty years into the future, which seemed like an eternity to me. I thought about it for a few minutes and then I began writing.
The first thing I said was that I would probably be dead of old age by then. I also wrote about people having personal robots to do all the housework and having their own spaceships to travel to other planets for vacation.
Well, I am glad to say that I did not die of old age by the year 2000. However, I would like to have a personal robot and a spaceship.
Various flying insects land in the puppy pool and since they can’t get out, they drown. If I find one that is still alive, I will rescue the poor soul.
The other day, I found a bee in the pool. It was desperately trying to get out of the water. I put my hand in the pool, slowly moved under the bee, and lifted it out of the water. Then I took the bee to a safe place for it to dry off and rest, while it recovered from the ordeal.
This wasn’t my first bee rescue and if you are wondering do I ever get stung. The answer is yes. However, I don’t blame the bee and I continue to rescue them.
I am the Bee Rescuer. 🙂
I purchased gifts for my family and for our guest on Easter Sunday.
I remembered my mom saying, Cathi enjoys planting flowers and gardening. I found a Campbell’s heirloom tomato planting kit. The kit looked so cute. I thought Cathi would enjoy growing her own tomatoes.
However, I forgot Cathi is highly allergic to tomatoes. Touching a tomato can cause her to break out in a rash. That’s right, Cathi can’t even touch the gift I bought for her.
This has to be the worst gift ever.
Yesterday, I fell backwards in the garage and landed on my tailbone. When I hit the concrete floor the pain was so excruciating I felt like I was about to vomit and pee my pants at the same time.
My mom was on the other side of the garage. She knew I fell, but didn’t see the landing. She was calling to me and worried I hit my head.
I didn’t answer right away, because I was so concerned about accidentally going to the bathroom in my pants. I was struggling to get off the floor as quickly as possible. However, the pain was so bad it was a difficult task and I was moaning the entire time.
I finally managed to stand up and told my mom I was fine. I didn’t hit my head, so we got into the Jeep. We had tickets to see the Footloose musical at the Von Braun Civic Center. We both were looking forward to it, so I tried to continue on with the day.
However, the pain in my buttocks and lower back continued to increase and I was struggling. We ended up going to the Madison Hospital ER. I told Mom she didn’t have to stay and if she wanted she could go see the musical without me. There wasn’t anything she could do at the ER, but she decided to stay with me.
They took x-rays of my lower back and the doctor examined me. Luckily, nothing is broken. The doctor said I have contusions on my coccyx. Basically, I bruised my tailbone and I should be better in about a week.
Yesterday, I planed to do something nice for my mom. I bought the tickets for the musical and we planned to spend the day having fun. The day didn’t go as planned. My mom ended up doing something nice for me. She spent the day at the ER and went to the pharmacy to get my medication. I guess that’s what family is all about.
Last summer, my family went to Lanier Lake for a picnic. The weather was nice. We ate hotdogs and played catch. However, it was not an idyllic summer picnic.
I managed to jam a finger. My finger swelled and I could not bend it. It also hurt like the dickens.
Later on, I was trying to eat my hotdog with a swollen finger and sitting by the lake. All of a sudden, a bird flying overhead decided to poop. I ended up with bird poop all over my lap. Talk about disgusting.
It was the worse picnic of my life. However, the food was good and we had something to laugh about for several weeks.
It was the worse picnic of my life, but it was also a great picnic.
Today, I completed the Double Helix Dash 5k charity race. This was my third race and it was the first time I didn’t come in last place. I am supper happy about that.
I really appreciate my mom coming out to support me. It’s nice to have someone wish you good luck at the starting line and have them congratulate you when you cross the finish line. It means a lot to know she loves me and cares enough to be at the races.
I was wondering what it would be like to hold a snake. I went to Animal Trax in Madison, Alabama, because they specialize in reptiles.
I talked with the store clerk about why someone would want to have a pet snake. They don’t interact with their owners much and they just seem to hang out in their cages all day. The clerk gave me a list of reasons, but I still don’t see the attraction.
She let me hold an adult Ball Python, because they tend to be docile. The first thing I noticed was the skin felt smooth and soft. The snake is also strong and muscular. I could feel the muscles contracting and relaxing as the snake wrapped around my hand and started to slide up my arm.
I thanked the store clerk, bought some dog treats, and headed home. It was an interesting experience.