Not Me! Monday

Have you ever done something that made you feel like you wanted to crawl in a hole?

Ever felt like you were five years old again, and felt totally sheepish when you had to tell someone what you'd done?

Well, I haven't. Nope, not me!

On Saturday, Hubby and I decided to do some yard work, as it was long overdue.

I mowed the front lawn while he sprayed weed killer around the edges of the house.

It was a beautiful day. All was going splendidly.

We moved on to the backyard.

Hubby took over the mowing, and I picked up rocks and sticks, to throw them out of his way.

You know, like a nice, helpful wifey.

I should mention that I've never had very good aim.

You see, there's a nice little sandy patch of ground over by the house.

Since I didn't want to throw rocks and sticks in Hubby's direction, I threw them toward that little sandy patch.

I figured I could always gather them up later and throw them over the fence and out of the yard.

Unfortunately, that little sandy patch happens to be right under a window.

I may not have good aim, but apparently, I do have a good arm, because I threw one of those rocks a little too hard, and a little too high, and instead of landing in the sandy patch,

well... I bet you can guess what happened.

Or, maybe I should say... what didn't happen.

Because I would never, ever do something like this.

Not me, a grown woman of 24!

What have you not been up to lately?