Poor Frog has been sick so I had to enlist the help of a friend for picking up the chicken coop. The Captain {very willingly since he works odd hours}, stayed home with our sick wee one. Upon arrival we discovered the truck bed was not wide enough due to the wheel hubs. We made due & strapped her down good.
We were not a mile into the ride home before seeing the many odd stares & pointing. As with all those I call Friend, Chris & I began joking around. Taunts of it being a new home to live in. Which eventually had us chuckling like a group of school kids choking on giggles and jabbing at each other.
As if this site going down the road was not enough to cause the stares:
Our next move was a cherry on top. We pulled over to check the straps & added my idea for a spoof on the economy. The next hour ride home had brought much laughter to many passersby and plenty of double takes:
"It reads "Home Sweet Home. Thanks Obama"
Call it a political statement, call it being funny. But sometimes ya just have to let the little kid out and laugh. Being serious all the time will just encourage early grey hairs.
Sweet Dreams,
~Tammie
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