Monday, May 3, 2010

From the Newsroom

Reporting from my living room on the latest in the life of a Utah Coleman.

In fashion news Mohawks are all the rage in junior high.

And in recent news I almost crashed and died. So I'm a little out of character, but it's true. I was minding my own business, enjoying the spring breeze coming through my open car window with the radio blaring and I look over on my passenger side. There, lying on my purse is a bee. It didn't move so I debated pulling over to the side of the road. Next thing I know, it starts waking up. I pull over quickly and try to prod it away, but it DISAPPEARS!

Being the brave soul that I am I get back on the freeway praying desperately that it's dead. It's not.

I look over and see the little beast on my window. I envision painful stings mingled with fiery wrecks, pieces of my Echo strewn across the freeway. Luckily, I come to a very quick complete stop, open the car doors and slowly roll down the window. I had to push the stinking bee out the window with a piece of paper and the entire time my mother is on the phone laughing at my hysterics.

I didn't die, for which I'm grateful.


Carolyn said...

Hahaha, I am dying laughing too. Not gonna lie. I'm super happy you are alive though.

Anne Adele said...

I'm so glad that you did not die also. I didn't know that you were afraid of flying insects while you were driving on the freeway. I'm chortling. That is my word for the day. Chortle.