So I've been told by various top-secret sources that they're sick of seeing that awful truck from my last post. Me too, people. Me too. And for those who asked, that truck just sits there. It's not a visitor who appears once in awhile with their lovely decorations. No, instead I get to see that jolly jalopy every time I step on to my driveway. It's January 9th... and I'm curious when they'll un-deck their halls, er, vehicles.
Moving from one amusing picture to another, you're not going to believe these next pictures. It's been BEYOND windy here lately, with gusts reaching 60-70 mph! We're talking fences knocked down, furniture broken, windows blown out and small dogs being blown to Kansas. (One of those isn't true.)
I live in a subdivision that is in the middle of nowhere. I love it, even if my mom thinks it's a serious road trip to go to the grocery store which is 7 minutes away. The mall is 20-25 minutes away, so we usually have to make a bathroom stop along the way. Okay, not really. We're surrounded by greenbelts and paths and farms. I love it! Someday we'll have more civilization around us, but for now, it's the country.
The other day I was driving down the road and chuckled when I had to stop to let a herd of tumbleweeds cross. Seriously! Those suckers will scratch up your car. I was with my mother-in-law and we joked that there needed to be a "Tumbleweed Crossing" sign on that section of the road.
The really bad part is that if you back up to a greenbelt, and there's a really windy day, you get tumbleweeds. Lots and lots of tumbleweeds...
Can you believe that? We drove by after these were taken and saw a garbage truck backed up to the house just piling them in. Oh, and this house is just one of about half a dozen that were just as bad. Amazing. This is just up the street from my house, and made me glad - for the first time - that I don't back up to the greenbelt!
**I grabbed these pictures off of Facebook. They were taken by a student in Gary's group. **