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- Grasshoppers -
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Sunday, May 13, 2007
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So as you may or may not know, I'm not a big fan of bugs.
I left my grandma's house this morning feeling less than chipper, with Tyler and Austin in tow. We stop by Dunkin' Donuts to get them some munchkins and head north on the parkway when Tyler screams, "MOMMY, THERE'S A HUGE BUG IN YOUR CAR"! Great, I think, as I look over to check out the bug. He's pretty much right on. There was a HUGE black and yellow grasshopper the size of a small bird (ok, so maybe I exaggerate a little) on the passenger side seatbelt. Knowing there was not a lot I was going to do about this situation driving 70 down the highway, I pull off on the shoulder. I open the passenger side door to have this rodent staring me right in the eyes, preparing to lunge at me at any time. I asked Austin if he would please flick if off the seatbelt out of the car. He refuses. He's bawling his head off. Tyler is in panic mode (and I can't say that I'm not either), but all I can do is stand at the side of the highway and laugh. Hysterically. Pretty much because my hair is a wreck, I'm wearing a marathon shirt, jeans and slippers, and look like death warmed over.
So I prepare to catch this creature when I look over and see a State Trooper pull up next to me, however facing southbound in the grass. He's pretty cute and looks to be about my age. He walks over and of course I start laughing harder. He probably thought I was on drugs. He asked if I needed help and of course I say yeah, I do. I have a huge grasshopper on my passenger side seatbelt and can't get it out. He laughs, says he's had the same thing happen, gets it out and saves the day. In the meantime, Tyler in the backseat yells out "hey, do you want....(ok, disclaimer here...you can't make this shit up)...a DONUT"????? (Yes...he says this to the cop) I slam the door quickly and laugh it off...Trooper also laughs and says "no, that's the Sheriff's Office"! Too funny.
Ok, so I call my friend Marria who is working at the Tampa FHP office and tell her the story. She wants to know who the trooper is so she sends out a mass email asking who just assisted the woman with the grasshopper. Said trooper responds and she tells me who it is. Well, without going into too many names I said...is that (insert name here)? She says yeah, why? Hmm, funny story. You see, I came to Florida in 1992 for spring break when I was 16 (yeah, I'm showing my age a little bit) and ended up meeting (instert trooper name here) and kissed him at a party!!!
Funny how things work out, isn't it?
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2 Comments:
At least you didnt call me and ask me to drive there and kill it for you! :-)
Picture this: me...on my bed, in my pjs, trying not to laugh outloud so as not to wake the sleeping parents. Funny story, too. I live near a lake (do you know what that's like) and all these mini green flying things were in my bathroom this morning. So, I kill them all, feel proud of myself, walk into the hallway, flip on the light and see 2 million more of them. I just shut the light off and went to work.
~Holly
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