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Hey - my 1st post. Why does my username have to be my email address? That's too long!
You can call me scar face. Rusty and Sally had a midnight brawl right over my face while I slept.
Citadelle 2020 Part 2 - The views
4 years ago
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
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Hi Debbie,
I hope that you are not hurt too badly. Did you have to get stitches? I am so sorry those two can't get along.
What? And your mailbox exploded? What the heck is going on out there? These are not typical things to happen to a person, are they? The way you casually mention these things makes me laugh, though. I hope that your face heals quickly without any problems and those two start interacting better.
The scratch didn't break the skin, more like a long bruise - looks like a pillow line when you wake up in the morning. But it hurt bad enough that I hoped I wasn't bleeding on Jennifer's (Delisle) pillow - but was too sleepy to get up and check. And the mailbox was hers. I would have thought the explosion was my dream, except Rusty was shaking and the geese were honking, but no dogs barked, so I thought maybe it was some weird lightening phenomenon and I fell back asleep.
I'm with Abby here. Even in your second (third?)explanation you don't explain HOW, WHO or WHY the mailbox exploded, which, somehow, would be interesting to me, at least.
Exactly, Lisa. I mean mailboxes aren't prone to spontanous combustion, are they? If they are, this is good to know. I'll always make sure that I set the mailbox away from the house in the future. But seriously, this made me laugh so much yesterday, and still is today I guess.
Oh, I missed the exploding mailbox. Weird.
The part about the mailbox blowing up was a comment on Abby's "Hi All" post which is how you may have missed it. I've copied it below so you can see how bemused Abby and I are at the matter-of-fact statment
"Hey - and I was house-sitting in the country, where the dog face brawl took place. And the mailbox was blown up during the night! I thought it was a lightening strike and fell back asleep. Amazing how far the pieces traveled"
Wow, what a discussion.
How = smelled like firecrackers
Who = probably country hoodlums
Why = either bored or thought it'd be cool to watch.
I would have watched too! A good lesson in there are people out and about at night. The dogs didn't bark at all. Did I tell you about leading the raccoon away with cheese on string (and then the dogs dragged it back to the house so I put it on a stump and it bloated by the time Jennifer & Wally came home and they couldn't figure out where the smell was coming from), or the Canada gosling (live) that Chessie brought me while I was in the boat, and I rowed to the parents and let it go and it immediately dove, but my 1st thought was it was drowning (ha! silly I know) and I comtemplated going in after it, but I had layered clothes and tall rubber boots and I envisioned those filling and me drowning.
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