Tuesday, October 25, 2011
It's That Time of Year Again
Don't worry! I was v-e-r-y c-a-r-e-f-u-l! I drove around for a couple of days, looking for a perfectly situated sign: on a corner, outside the garden wall of the homeowner. I returned to my chosen sign late at night and got my car turned for a quick getaway. Engine and headlights off. Then I strolled back and forth on the sidewalk near the sign, waiting until there were no headlights visible from either direction. Yeah, yeah, I know: "Tut-tut, it looks like rain." Then, when the moment was right, I yanked it out of the ground and ran for it, driving away with only a slight squealing of tires.
I'm going to have to cover the sign-part with something substantial, so Sara doesn't get arrested. 'Cause that would be embarrassing. I was at the local rec center this morning, and I saw her there with her gym class, getting ready to swim. I said nothing, but this afternoon, I told her that next time I saw her out there, I was going to squeal, "SARA-BEARA! Hi, Sweetie! It's Mommy! Yoooooooo hoooooooo!" Just the idea made her livid. I love this age.