We made it back to Sasser! After we rolled out the sidewalks and said hello to all of the gnats and skeeters, we crashed. The entire trip home I was bothered by the fact that I seemed to be the only one who didn't know of the Saturday Rapture. Now, I am a self professed Pippi Longstocking, Amelia Bedelia, Lucy Ricardo,blonde haired girl from a farm in South Georgia; but how in the Sam Hill am I the only one who didn't know of the upcoming(now defunct)Rapture! Perplexing over this for 16 hours left me ....well, it just left me. Until I saw these pictures from Luckett's. Look at that finger! I didn't even know that I had anything left on my body that I could get so straight. And even worse than the finger is the way all of that force has caused my sweater to politely ride up my innertube.
Next, as I am beating myself up for being the tyrant who is oblivious to the world around her because she is so busy being the queen bee, I come across this picture. This is the other side of me. Humming quietly as I fluff the redbug infested moss. 1000 things to unload and put out but I choose to fluff the moss! I sure wasn't worried about the upcoming Rapture! I am kinda glad that we are done with shows until the fall Marburger. I am going to loose that spare tire, get false fingernails and paint them pink so they will at least look good when I point like that, and remember to watch the news for upcoming important events.
Life is too important to be take seriously! Emerson