My truck was piled high with mulch. I sat back, drinking my coffee.. SMOKING.. ready to enjoy the beautiful scenary out in the country.
A car behind me, was blowing its horn ...... What???
They came up on my left.. blowing.. and wildly waving their arms at me.
TWO NUTS.... I MUMBLED UNDER MY BREATH....
Remember like John Candy, in Trains, Planes, and automobiles????
Finally they got me to pull over.
THE BACK OF MY TRUCK WAS IN FLAMES.
Evidently I had thrown my
cigarette out the window.. and it landed in the mulch pile.
Thinking of the gas tank exploading.... I grabbed a tool to try to smother the flames.
GLOVELESS!!!
The wooden handles of the tools were on fire.
The couple called the fire department.
ALL OF MY FINGERS ARE BURNED,BLISTERED,AND BANDAGED
I was praying to God that the fireman wouldnt ask " Do you smoke mam?"
They thought the fire was due to spontaneous combustion.
They wet down the pile with water, and dragged most of the mulch off the truck.
I had to reload it.
Im Ok. Two of the fingers on my right hand are the worst. And oddly, all of the burns hurt like hell for a couple of hours... and then they really calmed down.
So, such is the life of a woman who lives her life like a man.....
Would I want to stay home tomorrow.... dust, make meat balls, and knit??
Not on your life!!!
Give me the outdoors, the forest, the snakes, and the trees......
Weeder Reporting in from The Beautiful Shenandoah Valley
This was my day.
