Saturday, September 11, 2010

Grandma got run over by a reindeer, er Kaela

I got the memo that high school was a decade plus some ago. I however, never got over my issues with one teacher. Not a teacher I ever had, but a club sponsor. Thank my lucky stars, I have not seen this person in 12 years. This summer, we were at the museum of natural science in Houston when I spotted her. The place was packed due to a rare flower that had bloomed and it was easy to hide in the sea of people. But, but! Today I saw her in the grocery store. I quickly turned down an aisle to escape her, then made a run for the checkout when the coast was clear. As I was exiting the store I imagined (for what reason on Earth????) backing my car into her! Gasp! Kaela! What a horrible, awful thought! Needless to say I was real careful backing up. How would I ever explain accidentally running over the one person I'd really want to?

Which brings me to this... I love our small town, I really do! I love running into old friends at random places and seeing old friends of mine, their kids and mine becoming friends. But lately, this town is starting to feel quite small.

1 comment:

  1. That's so funny that you blogged about it. Yes. Our town is quite small and I've done that little Dodge and Dart Dance to avoid people. Remind me to tell you the story of my most aweful college progessor.