My Bubble

In my thirty two years of living, I have educated myself. I have learned not to try to kill a bumble bee by spraying windex. Even when it sits on your bathroom light fixture. I have learned that liquids can cause the light bulb to blow up. I have learned not to attempt to remove the bee with tweezers from the filament of the bulb, because you get catapulted through the air and end up lying sprawled in the tub in the starfish position. I have learned that the above mini saga is grammatically incorrect. I have also learned not to throw things at people, because I always hit them in the eye. I have learned that you do not have to like everyone, because not everyone will like you. (I have no idea why the wouldn’t like me, hell I am fantastic, teehee). I have learned that the Chinese Restaurant on the north end of highway 4 in Clinton, has chicken balls so good, your cheeks feel happy. I have learned never again will I buy a 136 year old house because it has potential. I have learned that I must use four wheel drive ALL the time in the winter, not just when my husband says I should, but when I feel it is necessary. I have learned to do doughnuts on purpose today. I have learned that the more I know the more I don’t know. I have learned that before letting my husband go gung ho removing walls, to duct tape his thumbs together and just say no. I have learned that patience is a virtue, but sometimes I don’t feel virtuous, nor do I want to be. I have learned that even though I despised white Christmas trees growing up, man, they sure look swanky. I have learned that the “Electrical Code Simplified”, should have a precursor, the “Electrical Code Simplified Simplified” (what’s up with the guy in the kitchen and the rat on his table?)