Ode to Nellie

Well, I have said it before. And I'll say it again. Occasionally there are SOME people that enjoy provoking me to blog. I received an e-mail today that could almost qualify as blackmail...basically forcing me into blogging. Not that there are any listed consequences, but still, it does cause one to pause and wonder. I was going to wait until I had pictures to go with the poem, but I feel the urgency of the e-mail. I will not only post the poem, but I will also post the comments proceeding it.

Here goes...from my good friend, Steve Hight :)

Dear Cindy --

I have written an ode to your little car in the form of a triple limerick. I dare you to post it on your blog. Please note in the Copy window the "great cloud of witnesses" to this request.

Ode to Nellie

There once was a little green Ford.
On a neighborhood mailbox she scored.
Though called an Escape,
She sustained major scrapes --
Cell-phone texting had gotten her gored.

The own'r of the mailbox was nice,
Installed a new post in a trice.
But poor Nellie was sent
To "hospital of dents."
They'd fix her all up for a price.

Dear Nellie must surely feel new.
She's late' had repairs, not a few.
We hope she feels good
And hums 'neath her hood
So her owner won't be in a stew.



There you have it, folks. And I had to laugh! What a great little poem! Would that I were so talented. So yes, Nellie is home, and looking great! I must post a picture of her soon, as well as a picture of the rental car I had for a week. What? A rental car? You bet! It was an '08 Dodge Charger, metallic navy blue. Sweet car! It was an upgrade from the compact that my insurance would pay for, but Enterprise only had that car when I needed help! So what a fun week I've had driving that sporty car :) I kind of hated to return it, to be honest. But I'm also glad to have Nellie home. And I didn't have the rental long enough to name it, so that's probably a good thing.

Gotta run...thanks as always, for reading!

A Day of Stupidness...if that's a word!

Ok. You all know that I'm really a blond in a red-head's body, right? Well, if you didn't know that, I proved it yesterday. My day got off to a great start. I spent 60 minutes on the treadmill, which is my routine on the days I don't go to Curves. I was going to be at school on time, and my morning had been nice. About 2 blocks away from my house, I was texting a friend about a business related matter. I have always done quite well texting and driving, as I glance up/down frequently. But my road is hilly, and I was spacier than usual. I looked up just in time to see that I was going to mow down the neighbor's mailbox. I swerved, but there was nothing I could do. Unfortunately for Nellie, said mailbox was attached to a big woooden post. You can imagine that the outcome was not good! My passenger mirror is gone, there is a good-sized hole/gash where the antenna used to be. There are multiple dents and scratches, including the passenger window. My insurance company just called and the damages are estimated at a little over $2400. I just have a $500 deductible, which I will owe. But they will cover everything else, including the mailbox. However, the neighbor was so sweet about it. He has already fixed the box/post, and will not let me give him anything. He said if I wanted to do something to make a donation to the Volunteer Fire Dept, of which he is a member. So I plan on doing that. I wish I could tell you that I have learned my lesson about driving and texting, but I confess I texted again later that morning. But I am slowing it down, and I may stop texting while driving altogether. It is an expensive lesson to learn.

Other than my being stupid, school is going well. Beginning band is off to a good start, and I am actually enjoying it somewhat. I have ordered our Christmas program stuff, and hope to be able to start on it next week. So that's what is happening here. BTW, Indiana had a horrendous storm on Sunday, set off by Ike. We had 70-80 mile winds, and it was really nasty, looked like we could have tornados. Well, our house didn't sustain any damages, unless you count the fact that it blew the power pack on Dad's computer monitor. It was going to cost almost as much to fix it as to get a new monitor, so he picked the new monitor. Anyway, we were without power for several hours on Sunday, and ended up with David's family here for the night. They had PBJ's for lunch on Sunday, and didn't think they wanted another cold meal Sunday night. So our power was back on by then, so they came over and we had waffles, turkey bacon, eggs, and sausage. It was yummy!!! Which leads me to remember that I am hungry. So am going to close this little epistle early :)

Perplexed..

While driving through Bloomington this evening on an errand for the school, I passed a seedy nightclub that is known for adult entertainment. Their sign read as follows: "Wanted-more nice girls." Huh?!? Nice girls? Did they really mean nice girls as in ladies? Nah...probably not. Just thought it was weird enough to share. Says something about our society, I'm thinkin'.