|Summer sunrise on Queens Creek|
Welcome to the day of the week known as Three Thing Thursday, where everyone is encouraged to share at least three random thoughts.
I'll go first.
1. Monday night the dog nearly killed me. Seriously. Long story short, as I was navigating the steep back stairs barefoot (and in a robe, no less) in the pitch black darkness, with him on a leash, he caught the scent of or spotted a deer or some other animal and took off like a bullet. One minute I was upright. The next I was face first in the flower bed spitting out dirt and blood and praying my teeth were intact.
(Click here for the audio clip of that event.)
By the way, there are no flowers in my flower bed, only thorny white raspberry bushes, weeds, rocks and other assorted, non-cushion-like landing materials. My neck, not usually something on which I balance all of my weight, caught the brunt of the fall.
(Click here for an audio clip of what I'd like to say to Buddy the dog. Or how about this one.)
2. Chesapeake Bay Son will be escorting the daughter of someone I went to high school with in this weekend's Homecoming Festivities. He'll be riding in the back of a red Thunderbird convertible in the parade and marching out at halftime of the football game. If anyone in attendance sees a frizzy haired blonde (with a split lip and scratches all over her face due to The Dreaded Flower Bed Incident) dashing around simultaneously blinking back tears, clapping, jumping up and down and snapping photos, that'd be me. My parents will likely be right there too, so there will be three generations of Mathews High School represented. (My father is an MHS grad; my mother went to Gloucester High in what is now Page Middle School. In other trivia, my father and I had the same teacher, the infamous Mrs. Trusch, who was one of the best teachers I've ever had. Is anyone still awake?)
3. Hopefully this weekend I'll have a chance to get out and take some pictures. I need some good quality time
Now it's your turn. Please share your thoughts on whatever topics happen to be floating through your mind.