And, no, I’m not talking about baseball. \u00a0I wish that I were talking about baseball, but I can’t, you see, since I’ve sworn off of it following the Cards’ implosion last night.<\/p>\n
Dang, Cards, really? \u00a0I guess I’ll check on the team in the spring. \u00a0Yeesh.<\/p>\n
Moving on.<\/p>\n
The reason that it felt like Christmas came early today happened when I took a back way on the way to the elementary school. \u00a0We were zipping along a road underneath the water tower when, lo and behold, a 9-banded Armadillo sashayed across the road right in front of my car. \u00a0The boys who were with me in the car love, LOVE animals. \u00a0The minute they saw that armadillo the atmosphere in the car suddenly became electric. \u00a0They were big d delighted and happily discussed everything they knew about armadillos — including the Latin name, of course — all the rest of the way to school. \u00a0Seeing that armadillo made their whole week, I tell you.<\/p>\n
I reckon that they’re not yet Mississippians if they get so excited by an armadillo sighting. \u00a0Maybe you’re finally a naturalized Mississippian when armadillos become old hat. \u00a0 In that case, they might never be naturalized, because I think they could see an armadillo everyday for the rest of their lives and be really happy about it.<\/p>\n
Today I’m grateful for armadillos and for the fact that my car brakes work.<\/p>\n
Happy (baseball drama-free) Tuesday, y’all!!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
And, no, I’m not talking about baseball. \u00a0I wish that I were talking about baseball, but I can’t, you see, since I’ve sworn off of it following the Cards’ implosion last night. Dang, Cards, really? \u00a0I guess I’ll check on … Continue reading