Monday, August 11, 2008
Got Another One!
Being the mother of Wes, SEB, and Cindyism there is a family trait that seems to shine through every once in a while. It can only be described as the delightful ability to make people react to us with a (for lack of a better word) distasteful manner .
I have had this front license plate on every vehicle I have driven for well over 12 years. When I saw it in a gas station on a route I used to drive I knew I had to have it. I felt that it would make people think about if it was the truck or the driver that it described,
Last Friday as I was waiting in the Doggy Depot parking lot to pick up Brandy after her haircut I felt that delight again. A couple pulled in with a dog wrapped in a little blanket. I would guess they were a little younger than me. The woman wore a babushka and carried the dog like it was the most important thing in her life. Now I don’t knock that feeling because Brandy is very dear to us but the woman seemed very wrapped up in her mission until she walked in front of my truck. She stopped momentarily looking at the plate, reacting as if she had something bitter in her mouth that had to be spit out, glanced at me and then marched on in to the store. I must confess I had to smile—I got another one!
