I logged onto Fb and Twitter last night, and was accosted by everyone's updates and wild exclamations about the intense hail hitting the ground - I was baffled, it was dry as ice over here (oh puns. Don't you love them?). I thought, what hail?! What on earth is everyone going on about? Am I sure that I'm living on the right planet? (I was sceptical about that last one).
Five minutes later, THE SKY BEGAN TO FALL! And so began the mad dash (I scheme I'm a pun addict), to save the cars. Dad managed to get the new car under cover, while I got beat up by small, iced-up pebbles from above and unfortunately, didn't get to Atticus (our 12 year old, legend of a car) in time. I realised that it was either Atticus or me - and somehow knew (my intuition is back, remember) that the old boy wouldn't want me to incur a concussion at his expense. Nonetheless, after it slowed down, I still went back outside to watch the tide of white, cold stones rush down our driveway and blanket the grass; I managed to catch a few too, and even ate one - don't look at me like that, this is the closest I'm ever going to get to playing in snow around here!
This morning, however, I woke up with a bad case of an I'm-about-to-get-very-sick feeling. Fingers crossed my awesome immune system pulls me through - plus, I drank a concentrated dose of the disgusting (yet usually effective) Med-Lemon. I still somehow think that this time, it's not going to be enough to ward off the dastardly virus attacking everyone I know right now.
Life Lesson #314: don't play in the hail...
Five minutes later, THE SKY BEGAN TO FALL! And so began the mad dash (I scheme I'm a pun addict), to save the cars. Dad managed to get the new car under cover, while I got beat up by small, iced-up pebbles from above and unfortunately, didn't get to Atticus (our 12 year old, legend of a car) in time. I realised that it was either Atticus or me - and somehow knew (my intuition is back, remember) that the old boy wouldn't want me to incur a concussion at his expense. Nonetheless, after it slowed down, I still went back outside to watch the tide of white, cold stones rush down our driveway and blanket the grass; I managed to catch a few too, and even ate one - don't look at me like that, this is the closest I'm ever going to get to playing in snow around here!
This morning, however, I woke up with a bad case of an I'm-about-to-get-very-sick feeling. Fingers crossed my awesome immune system pulls me through - plus, I drank a concentrated dose of the disgusting (yet usually effective) Med-Lemon. I still somehow think that this time, it's not going to be enough to ward off the dastardly virus attacking everyone I know right now.
Life Lesson #314: don't play in the hail...
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