Yesterday, just as I was pulling into our complex after Activity Days, a thunderstorm moved in. The sky turned gray and everything was strangely still. To add to this eerie calm, two mallard ducks were comfortably lounging near my usual parking space. I had to squeeze in between a male, sitting serenely to my right, and a female, standing at attention on my left. It was bizarre -- I mean, we get our share of wildlife in our neighborhood, but these are the first ducks we've seen around here, which is what one would expect, seeing as we don't live close to any ponds, or even to any abnormally large puddles. I felt like I'd stepped out of my car and into the Twilight Zone. And then I walked into my apartment and saw American Idol was on, and I knew it was true. Spooky.
Activity Days was a roaring success. We taught the girls how to cross stitch, and they took to it like wildfire. Also, they acted pretty much like angels on a cloud. They kept their giggles under control and listened when important instructions were given. Also, they liked my cupcakes. Who could ask for anything better?
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Once upon a time
I think it was last Thursday
A boy named Peter opened the gate
And went out into the big green meadow
On the branch of a big tree sat a little bird
"All is quiet," said the bird
"Holy cow, a talking bird!" thought Peter
Just then, Bruce the Duck came waddling by
Bruce was very happy that Peter hadn't closed gate
And he decided to check out the deep pond in the meadow
Billy the Bird saw the Duck
So he decided to fly down
And pick an argument with him
"What kind of bird are you if you can't fly?" he said
To which the Duck cleverly replied
"I'm a duck, stupid"
They argued and argued
The Duck swimming in the pond
The little bird skipping along the shore
*scratch*
Sorry
Suddenly, something caught Peter's eye
And you know how painful that can be
It was Louie the Cat crawling through the grass...
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