Sunday, February 8, 2009
Is It Calm In Chicago?
I know Chicago is known as the windy city. One of the times I went there my daughter took me to see where Oprah lived and to the Sears tower. It was sooo windy the upper area of the tower was closed. Well I think we are taking over the windy town reputation. Tonight I went out the front door with a plate of cat food mixed with juice off of pot roast. I had it in one hand and was trying to control the storm door with the other hand. A big gust of wind caught the door. The spoon off the plate went flying across the yard like a bullet. I wrenched my back trying to keep the door from breaking off the hinges. Now Susie was standing next to me with her mouth watering from the smell of something other then dry cat food. She hates for the wind to muss her hair as does any lady but the smell of food got the best of her but as the wind blew the door out of my hand and from the pain in my back I screamed. Susie ran for cover in the garage and John ran from the bedroom to see what all the noise was about. The windchimes are going crazy and if they don't stop I'm going to lasso them and tie them like a steer so I can sleep. On top of everything else the young neighbors have decided to barbeque in their front yard. Their fire is lapping at the stars. Now I'll have to check the dry grass before I go to sleep as John has a vacant lot between his house and their duplex apartment. There is just never any rest for the wicked. Maybe that will teach me not to miss church.