Gotta Laugh

Friday afternoon the sun peeked out for about an hour. When the rain stopped I headed straight outdoors. The gardens were wet so I decided to wash Vito's truck.

It's big. And not automatic. And I've only ever been a passenger in the vehicle.

But this new life of mine is fraught with new adventures, isn't it? Things I must figure out and conquer, right?

You know what I did. I clambered into the driver's seat, put my foot down on the clutch and, using my toes to hold it all the way down, I started that big truck and took the plunge--I shifted and began to drive. I have to admit I stalled it once, trying to shift into reverse on the inclined part of the driveway. Otherwise, though, I was jazzed because I didn't hit anything and managed to get the truck where I wanted it to be.

It's a good thing I didn't pat myself too hard on the back because when I hopped out I got a surprise.



That's right, I parked on the hose.

Gotta laugh, right? I know for certain there was laughter in heaven!