By: Sandra Elzie
Yesterday afternoon I dropped by to visit with Miss Maggie at her big ole’ house on the hill….and you know how that lady can bake and that she makes the best cup of fresh-brewed tea in ten counties…well, anyway, we were sitting in her kitchen and laughing so hard that the tears flowed. All-in-all, I’d say we had a knee-slapping good time “telling tales out of school.” For those of you who aren’t Southern…or just haven’t heard this idiom before, it simply means we were having a good laugh at the expense of our family and pets. I’ve attached a picture to show you what makes two…slightly matured…ladies whoop & holler. In fact, we had such a great time that I’ve just gotta share it with you…but (shhhh) don’t tell anyone I told you…’mums’ the word.
You know what? I’ve got a better idea. “They” say that a picture is worth a thousand words, so let’s give that a try. A friend sent me this picture and I’ve just gotta share.
I think it’s humorously obvious that the guy in the convertible above is about ready to have a very bad day. But what about us “normal” folks?
When I saw this little picture and asked myself …What’s a bad day to me? … I immediately thought about the 40+ years that I got up at 4:00 to 5:00 a.m. to go to work. Ah yes, retirement. I’m now in my…(clears throat) 9th year of this fabulous thing called “retirement”…but, that’s another post.
Then I thought about the period of time we lived on acreage in the northern half of California and had cows—cows that thought the grass was always greener on the other side of the fence. Or how about that dreaded call from the school…”Good morning, Mrs. Elzie. I’m calling to check up on your daughter. We’ve really missed her the past nine school days and we’re wondering if her flu is any better.” (WHAT?!!!!!!!)
Also, owning pets can assure us that there will be “those” days when they do something so appalling that we have to repeatedly remind ourselves that 1) He’s part of the family 2) He’s usually not this destructive and lastly, 3) He’s just so darned cute. In my case, my little guy didn’t rip off wall paper…. just the better part of a roll of toilet paper.
Now I don’t know if you’ll agree with me, but I think “Bad Days” can even be rated on a scale of One to Ten. For instance…waking up with a bad head cold…and having to call in sick to work…would rate “One” in my book since staying home offsets some of the feeling rotten negative points. So what do I consider worthy of the grand prize—the ten-point trophy?
Hummmm, well, aside from some obviously horrible things that I won’t get in to since I want to keep this post a bit more lighthearted…I’d say the call I got from hubby saying that on the way to work he’d killed Bambi’s mother…(his words, not mine)…and in the process he’d totaled our pickup truck. Yep, I think that day ranks near the top of my list of things that would give me a hint that the day wasn’t looking very good.
So what does it take to make your list? (and don’t forget to tell us what point your experience rates on the Bad Dad Monitor!)
Sandra Elzie is a published author living in the Atlanta area with her husband of many decades and their sometimes destructive, (but always cute) little feline, Jack. She also writes e-books as Sandra McGregor and her books are available at: http://www.amazon.com/Duty-Calls-Series-ebook/dp/B005LWVTY8/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1357997317&sr=1-3&keywords=by+Sandra+McGregor
You can read more about her on her website: http://www.SandraElzie.com