Last week I read about someone driving through the post office over at Melissa C. Morris. (Scroll down to August 19 to see what the postmaster did, I can’t seem to link directly to the post. Sorry!) While I don’t think I have too much in common with Ms. Morris beyond the obvious we both have ears, we both have husbands, we both have dogs, I can relate to her about small town life and people driving through where they shouldn’t. Even though my small town isn’t in New England and I haven’t got several homes.
Back in ye olde hometown some time ago a kind woman named Armella drove right through the grocery store. They have carry out but not drive in. I think the story was that she forgot to put her car in park and CRASH! She pummeled right through the front door of Jeff’s Foods. I think luckily no one was buying lotto tickets right then or there might have been a heap of trouble.
I think of this now and then because Armella’s daughter gave me some embroidered tea towels for my bridal shower (the one with all the thank yous). Even though she had passed away by the time my shower occurred, my mom theorized that Armella had embroidered enough towels to outfit many a bride though she was no longer there to do it personally. So when I look at those pretty ladies and their gorgeous skirts while doing dishes I think about the incident. Life happens, right?
![My [not] window office](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3115/2759409655_0043f7366b_t.jpg "My [not] window office")
Hehe, file under O (for “Oops” or “Oh @$&!”): http://is.gd/1WcP
p.s. had to look up tea towel. We Yanks call ‘em dish towels, ya Limey!
p.p.s. auto-association of lovely handmade gifts with their maker’s most humiliating moment is a small town Iowa “tell”…where else is the ratio of handmade gifts to interesting events so high?
i wonder if there is anyone who spent as long as i did as a bagger, waiting in the cold, in the snow, with a little bit of ice scraped of the window waiting for cars to drive up and get their groceries at hy-vee. i don’t really think so. do they do that in marcus, too? does marcus have a hy-vee? i had to watch a bagging video in order to learn how to bag, and have a test, and now, i have to keep myself with getting a disapproving look on my face with people have absolutely no clue how to bag groceries. i think, gee, we’re not in hy-vee land any more, toto.
my papa drove through the garage one time. also oops.
Tom — Great photo. I can just picture Armella in her big old car driving through Jeff’s. Yikes.
Sarah — HyVee is for big towns! You have to drive over to Cherokee for one of those. But Marcus is very, very lucky to have Jeff’s. They’ll take the groceries out to the car for you. And re: Papa and the door: oops is right. That’s monkey business!