Scott was out of town this weekend for a friend's wedding in Utah, so Peyton and I have been spending more time together than ever. I came up with all kinds of outtings for us over the weekend: playing at the beach, shopping, going out to eat, taking walks. We had a lot of fun. Yesterday, however, on one of our walking trips several bizarre events happened within 5 minutes. I keep playing the scene over and over in my head for some reason- it seemed like something from a crazy movie. Or dream. Maybe I feel this way because we recently saw Inception and now I'm questioning reality? Neh.
Anyway, we were walking toward the downtown area and this car alarm suddenly went off a few yards away from us. There was no one nearer to the car than us, and no owner in sight. The alarm just kept going and going and going. I was quickly walking away from it when I felt something wet splat on my forearm which was pushing the stroller. I looked down and screamed as I recognized the black and white semi-solid smear of bird poop. This crazy looking bum was walking by and was the only witness- he came close to me and said something that I couldn't understand. I was so embarrassed that anyone- even a bum- saw me get splattered with bird poop! And I was confused because I wasn't under a tree or anything and I couldn't see or hear a bird anywhere. Guess I'm just unlucky. I just stood there for a few seconds freaking out because I couldn't think of any way to get it off without getting my other hand poopy. I ended up trying to wipe my arm on a nearby light pole which didn't work so well. Then I realized I had stuck a burp cloth in the stroller! Hallelujah! I had to spit on it to get it all off, which was also disgusting, but necessary. I was rattled, but recovering when I heard this loud clanking coming toward us. Everyone on the street drew their attention to this car which roared by- I looked up to see pieces of tire flying every which way across the street and one side of the car riding on the bare rims of the wheel- it was like something out of a movie! I mean, who would do that? An old man passed by me and commented "Livin' on the wild side, isn't he?"
I continued my walk uninterrupted, but it just seemed so weird that those three events would happen almost simultaneously.
Sorry if you were hoping for a substantial blog post, but this is all I've got!
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Camille. This is HILARIOUS! I can't believe that! Hope you guys are doing well out at in the beautiful east coast! Miss you! Also, Peyton is adorable!
That is crazy! It sounds like a weird dream. Glad that the rest of your walk was uneventful. PS I love these kind of posts, it really made me laugh.
So funny! That is really weird! Once when we were walking around in San Francisco a huge bird poop landed right on the front of Brian's shirt. I think he was just glad it didn't land on his face!
Hi Camille, I heard about all this but liked reading it even better. The minutes of each day are always filled with something we are doing, so it's kinda fun when sensational things happen occasionally.
The pictures are so cute. I love to see Scott taking good care of Peyton too. How lucky he is to have good parents! Love you all
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