Sunday, June 25, 2006

Moving Violation

Yesterday I did get to try out my Heelys! My hubby and I needed to get more rabbit food and insulation for the bathroom project. He wanted to stop at Wendy's for a quick snack before we did our running around. In the car I figured out how to put the wheels in my shoes. This probably was not the brightest move. I was so excited to try out my untapped heely skills. We got out of the car and then I just out broke my neck! Grabbing on to my hubby for dear life as he's screaming at me to let go and not drag him down with me! An older couple was exiting their car at the same time and watched this whole thing unfold. The wife shot me a look that said "stupid young punk" and the hubby just laughed and laughed. My hubby by this time has shaken me free and I'm trying to walk/roll around to the entrance of Wendy's. After safely making it inside, I decided that I would not make a bigger fool of myself and took the wheels out while we were in line. Got my French fires and nursed my bruised ego back to full health in the car. My hubby was still telling me I was nuts, but he knows I'm not going to give up yet! Off we went to get the rabbit food, but I opted not to out my wheels in in the pet shop. Hurting myself is one thing, crashing into a unsuspecting animal in a cage is another. I reused to even entertain the idea of skating around there. Next we head over to the hardware store to get our insulation. While hubby was calculating how much, which length, and other important things, I put my wheels back in. HA HA! Success is not killing your self while wheeling around. I did manage to get the hang of it, but I'm still not great. That was after only 20 minutes. I bet if I try again today in a non public area I could get it. However, I must clean my house. It looks like a small nuclear device went off in here! My grandmother cannot see how truly messy I let my house get. I'm not very good at domestic stuff. Maybe if I put my energy into cleaning instead of knitting, or learning to skate on my shoes, I'd be Martha Stewart. HA HA! Not gonna happen, EVER.

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