Oh #Murphy! Thank Goodness for #Erma.

I’m usually a “the glass is half full” kind of a gal. However, I finally washed my car, (inside and outside), and then I waxed my Buddy.  Buddy is just past five years old. He’s blue with a high ground clearance for vehicles in his class.

Oh, hail! The frozen balls crashed into him without warning. What the…?  The apocalypse? Why not before I washed and waxed him? (I now endearingly refer to Buddy as, Dimples.)

 

Buddy takes a direct hit.

 

 

 

Yeah, we were all surprised.

 

 

Next, my cousin stopped by to show me the damage on her car. Wow. Looked like the metal had been ripped by ammunition—big bullets.  Of course, standing right next to me, she then informed me of her current health status. “I’ve got the worse flu I’ve had in years. Really stirring the outhouse, (elbow jab) if you know what I mean.” Then she sneezed—unexpectedly like the arrival of the hail. “Worry not. You shouldn’t get sick.”

(I realize people all over the Denver Metro area had far worse damage to their homes, themselves, their vehicles and pets than my family. I am truly sorry for the disheartening and frustrating events and hope you find a bit of humor to help you cope.)

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Really needing new, professional clothing, I hesitate to go shopping. One pair of pants says I’m one size, another pair=another size and so on.

 

 

 

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Back in the old days—before internet and cell phones—a friend and I went to San Francisco for the day. He didn’t know tickets had to be purchased weeks in advance for a tour of Alcatraz. Foiled, we decided to be happy and get our picture taken on a beach; the setting sun was to our backs. The person we asked to photograph us took off with the camera. A few jogs away the would-be thief thrust my camera into the sand. No film. Well, irony and happy endings are in the eye of the beholder.

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My sister-on-laws first roses of the year bloomed on Sunday.

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I can’t imagine how the architect and construction crews felt when building the Bell Tower of Pisa. The construction was not only interrupted by a war, but the building had a definite lean to it. Still does. On the bright side, built in 1173 the edifice still stands.

 

 

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Honestly, I’m a little reluctant to visit the Eiffel Tower. What if the elevator gets stuck?  On the other hand, what if the lift doesn’t work at all? There’d be fewer tourists. Besides, after that long flight and being at sea level, the stairs shouldn’t be that difficult….

 

 

 

 

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A Colorado native, Rainey, (writing as L. Treloar), has been a RMFW member since 2012 (or so), and is happy to belong to one of the best critique groups ever: The 93rd Street Irregulars. She has self-published The Frozen Moose, is currently re-editing the first manuscript in a political thriller series, and has entered two contests with her 2016 NaNoWriMo Historical Fiction novella. In her spare time, she enjoys organizing anything from closets, to military family retreats, to rodeos and parades. Along with teaching her cat to retrieve, she volunteers at church and The Horse Protection League. With an Associate degree in Applied Science/Land Surveying, she learned she far prefers words over math.

*The Frozen Moose, a short story is available on Barnes and Noble in e-book.

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4 thoughts on “Oh #Murphy! Thank Goodness for #Erma.

  1. Oh, Rainey, that’s sad about Buddy. The hail storms we get around here can sure be fierce.

    Your story about the guy taking off with the camera is something I’ve always worried about when handing a camera over to someone who offers to take a photo. Maybe that’s why selfies have become so popular. 😀

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