When we came home the other day, I was driving up to the mailbox with the window down in order to grab the mail, when what should I see but a salesman on the doorstep. YIKES! Thinking on my feet (well, on my bum since I was driving) I quickly pulled forward to the next mailbox (uh yes, maybe I was putting in flyers or, ah, looking at house numbers) and then over to the proper side of the street (for this country) and, happily realising that it didn't really matter what the sales guy thought, on to the next road, where I turned casually right. We circled for a while, drove around the subdivision, then headed back home. Instructing the kids to keep their eyes peeled, I drove slowly toward the house. Aha! There he was, 2 houses down, spraying something on the hapless - a word which here means "unlucky enough to get caught outside, or witless enough to answer the door" - neighbour's rain gutter. Whew! Dodged THAT bullet. But just in case he'd seen us returning, I told the kids not to go near the door if the bell rang. I just did NOT feel like dealing with it. Fortunately, the kids eat this sort of stealth stuff up. We skulked around and had a generally good time. I felt like Jamie Lee Curtis (hee hee - who can forget that scene in True Lies??) in Christmas With the Kranks when the carolers are singing outside and they're sneaking through the house. ("This is fun!" *giggle*)
So what's the point of all this? Well, as Lemony Snicket writes:
The moral of "The Three Bears," for instance, is "Never break into someone else's house." The moral of "Snow White" is "Never eat apples." The Moral of World War One is "Never assassinate Archduke Ferdinand."
I guess that the moral of this story, if indeed it has one, is "Even a discommodious - a word which here means "having a nosy salesman pressing his nose against your windows so that you're forced to crawl around on your hands and knees like a prisoner in your own house" - situation can be turned into something fun." Actually, that's probably the moral of my life. :-) Not that my life can be described as discommodious. . .
Here's what I'm watching:
I love where he's listening to the depressing news headlines rolling on and his toast jumps out the window, LOL!
Told you that little library's DVD section rocks.
Here's what I want to see (among other things):
This film. And this one. No, I don't have a thing for Dustin Hoffman. Honest.
Oh, yeah, and after Googling for that piccy of Jamie Lee Curtis, This One. I do have a thing for Pierce Brosnan.
I have pictures lurking in the other computer. One or two may involve cats. I'm too lazy to go crop and upload. Plus, GuTTer MuNKi's using that one right now. And I really want to get back to Outlander. Count your blessings.