I've said before that Ali is really into genealogy and last week she got a surprise email from someone she's never met who sent her pictures and information on a part of her family tree that she was kind of at a stand-still on. That fueled the fire and so she's been doing a lot of research with this new information. One thing she found was burial records and she's been chomping at the bit to drive to these cemeteries and take pictures of gravestones.
Guess what we did Saturday afternoon??
We were on backroads I didn't know existed and in tiny little cemeteries out in the middle of farm country. When we left home it was 55 degrees and sunny. We took Sammy along and were looking forward to spending the time out in the fresh air. By the time we got to the third cemetery it was the air was so "fresh" that we were shivering and it was raining.
To add insult to injury, Ali had to pee. Bad.
Did I mention that we were in the middle of nowhere? And the wind was blowing at near hurricane forces?
She directed me to drive to the back corner of the cemetery so that she could squat with semi-privacy. There was a big dirt mound back there and she disappeared for a minute while Sammy and I waited. She came back looking distressed.
"What's the matter, honey?" I asked.
"I went back there and pulled my pants down but the wind is blowing so hard it blew my pee all over my pants legs! I tried to watch so I could stop and start so it wouldn't get all over, but I couldn't help it!"
Who said genealogy wasn't an interesting pastime??
1 comment:
Always pee downwind...
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