Tuesday, February 24, 2009

3 Days and Counting

This afternoon, my sister (in-law who is not technically my in-law anymore so we have shortened it to just "sister") came rushing into my house to tell me that my cigarette butt bucket on the front porch was on fire. She had been on her porch smoking and saw billowing smoke coming from my house. She initially thought my house was on fire or that I had gone nuts and was smoking an entire pack of cigarettes at one time.

I had been taking a nap; big girls were at school, babies were sleeping, so I was taking advantage of the quiet. What a way to wake up! And what a lovely, pungent aroma that left.

Is it a sign? I think the butt bucket is just preparing itself for its impending doom.


Dawn said...

It is definitely a sign! Remember the stink always!

groovyoldlady said...


My word verification is "flyer". That's what you're going to be after you quit!