Saturday, May 20, 2006

In The Ghetto

I think Cincinnati is getting to me. Everything around here becomes more and more ghetto by the minute, including me. For example, Cam and I have no car therefore I walk to my voice lessons (thankfully my teacher lives a mere two miles away). Usually this is not bad because of the nice weather we've BEEN having. This past Thursday started as a sunny day with only a few clouds in sight. But as I trod along my usual path it started to pour--and not just rain. It began to sleet and then the tornado sirens started going off. My pour little umbrella was caving in on me and I was soaked from the waste down. I couldn't help but laugh watching the bus pass by knowing I had 2 cents in my Coach purse and singing along to Cam's ipod. Talk about ghetto fabulous!

I love the fact that I live in the 21st century, yet I can tell my kids that I trekked to miles in the freezing rain to get to my lessons!

*In case you are curious about my use of the word trod in the past tense, just think about "Good King Wenceslas".
:: posted by Bryn, 5:39 PM


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