Isn't it funny how easily we can misunderstand each other?
One hot summer day, Daddy was on the porch and I heard him yell in an urgent voice, "Karen, get me ice water!"
I must have been about 6 years old. As quickly as I could, I opened the freezer, loosened the cubes from the metal ice tray by running it under warm water, climbed up and got a glass out of the cabinet, and filled it with ice and water.
The whole time, Daddy was saying, "Hurry up?"
"Wow, he's really thirsty!" I was thinking.
I rushed the ice water out to him, and he smiled and shook his head. A wasp buzzed around him as he asked again, "Karen, get the fly swatter."
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