Thursday, March 27, 2008

what the?

Last weekend the weather in Atlanta was beautiful. The temp was in the 70's, the sun was shining. It was so beautiful in fact that I was actually looking forward to going for a run (this is rare). Our apartment complex has a mile long trail that winds around the grounds. I had been running for about a quarter of a mile when I got into the part of the trail that runs along a creek and is shaded by a bunch of trees. As I was coming down the path, there was a squirrel running towards me. This wasn't a big deal, I'd seen squirrels down in this area before. I do try to avoid them though. I think this is due to some nonsense I saw on the tv show "When Animals Attack". What was weird is that this squirrel appeared to be really, really fat. As it got closer to me, it stopped right in the middle of the trail. It was at this time that I realized that the squirrel was not fat. What I had mistaken for extra poundage on the squirrel was actually a mouse, with the same color fur as the squirrel, in the squirrel's mouth. What in the hell? The squirrel was still frozen in front of me, holding a ball of fur by it's front teeth and I'm looking around like "is anyone else seeing this?!" Finally, another girl came up behind me and she was just going to stroll on by oblivious to this carnivorous squirrel that was in front of us. I stopped her before she got past me and said "I'm not really sure what's going on here". She stopped and was startled- I think because I spoke to her, not because of the squirrel. Right after she stopped, the squirrel, with the mouse in it's mouth, ran up a tree. And I started back on my run.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

people! strap down your sh*t!

A couple nights ago, I was driving home from work when traffic came to a dead stop on I-75. This was unusual for the drive home. I called Malik to see if he had left work yet, to see if he was possibly ahead of me on 75 and could tell me what the problem was. We're our own little traffic team sometimes but this time he hadn't left the office yet so he had no info for me. Traffic began crawling along and I finally approached the reason for the congestion. Some idiot lost a broom out of their vehicle. By the time I reached it, it was in a hundred pieces in the middle of the fast lane. I called Malik. "Broom down! Broom down! Avoid fast lane!"
A couple months ago, I was driving on I-285 on a Saturday headed to the mall. When all the sudden, out of no where, I ran over a damn ladder. A LADDER! An aluminum ladder. My tires sent that shit flying and whirling down the highway behind me. I thought for sure my car was totally jacked up, especially my tire. No damage. Just me freaking out as its not every day that you run over a ladder but apparently in Atlanta, there's no telling what you will encounter on the roads.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

ice cream

I was craving ice cream last night. No, I'm not pregnant- although my belly would appear that I'm pregnant due to eating too much ice cream. Anywho, I decided to go to Walgreens down the street to pick up some ice cream. Normally, I would stop at the local ice cream place but as of late, they have been running out (and not restocking) key ingredients. The last 2 times I went there, I was going to get a Strawberry Banana smoothie for Malik and they were out of strawberries. I also like to order a pecan ball which is vanilla ice cream covered in pecans but the last 3 times I've gone, they've been out of balls. So, in order to spare myself the disappointment, I just skip the ice cream place and go to Walgreens.
I decide to pick up something for Malik too. God forbid he have any of my ice cream. So, I'm walking out of the ice cream aisle juggling 3 pints of ice cream. Ok ok, I got an extra one just in case I didn't like the Ben & Jerry's Half Baked. Two rather feminine gentleman turn down the aisle walking towards me. One looks at me and says, "Well aren't you lovely?" (I find this funny as I'm juggling 3 pints of ice cream). I responded, "Thank you!". And he said, "Don't thank me, honey, thank your parents." Alrighty then. Mom, Dad- thanks!