Saturday, while on my way to visit with my mom, I passed a very humorous sight: a duck walking straight down the center of a lane of traffic, holding up cars and trucks that honked at him. He held his head high, and slowly placed one webbed foot in front of the other, as if the vehicles behind him were his very large, motorized ducklings. Of course, it was funny to me: I wasn't the one being held up by the bird.
The experience kind of reminded me of my husband: He often doesn't care what people think. Like the duck, he can sometimes be arrogant. But I love him anyway.
Monday, April 11, 2005
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