I leave the toilet seat up, and she hates it

I thought today was a good day to come clean about my stereotypical male behavior. After I use the restroom, I do not, I repeat… I DO NOT put the toilet set down when I leave. Does that make me a horrible person?

So sue me! But I’ve learned the hard way that this social faux pas is necessary in my household. To set you up with the full story, you need to know I live alone. Well, no other humans. I have 2 dogs named Piper and Asia. They are little rascals but they are my buddies. Asia is a tomboy, tough, but snuggly. Piper is a queen, tough, and adorable. But it’s because of Piper that I have to be this way. I have to leave the seat top up in the bathroom.

Too many times when I don’t hear anything after Piper wanders from one room to another, I fear the worst. The worst meaning that she’s snooped somewhere she knows not to. It could be a friends backpack, purse, pulling a loaf of bread off the shelf, but with the restroom environment, 100% of the time she wrestles with the roll of toilet paper.

The toilet paper never wins.

So now if you walk into my bathroom, you’ll see a toilet paper stand where the toilet paper should be. Then on the back of the toilet, you’ll notice that’s actually where the tissue is. Why? Because anywhere else is fair game for Miss Piper. You’d think having it on the back of the toilet is safe, right? I thought so, too, but we were wrong.

Piper has been known to jump up onto the toilet seat lid and start a fight with the toilet paper there. And like I said, she wins every time! So now I leave the seat lid up and so far she hasn’t figured out a way to get to her arch nemesis. She soon will, I feel sure of this. Then I’ll have to move the toilet paper farther away. Is there toilet paper with a scent of shampoo? That may do the trick!

-Out of the Wilderness

Peanut butter, you’re the peanut butter to my jelly. A poem.

Peanut butter!

Where is my peanut butter?

There it is, there’s my peanut butter.

Where is it now?

Over there?

No.

Over here?

No. Under there!

Under where?

It’s over by the candle.

All the goodness I can handle.

I put it on my sandwich.

I put it on bananas.

I’ll eat it in Ohio…

…and in Alabama.

Oh no! Where’d it go?

Peanut butter, peanut butter.

Where are you?

I want to be your friend…

…and take you to the store.

You can be the DJ…

…once I buckle you in.

Even when you’re crunchy…

…you’re awfully smooth.

Join me for breakfast, lunch, dinner…

…there are no rules.

When we’re together, I’m in a good mood.

Peanut butter, peanut butter…

…I love you.

-Out of the Wilderness

Single-car accident in front of my house entertained me for almost an hour. Am I a bad person?

 

I was eating lunch at the dining room table and heard a loud pop. If you’ve been keeping up with my blog, you might think this pop was a gun shot like this story from a few weeks ago, but it wasn’t.

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As you can see, there was commotion on the street in front of my house. Apparently the driver of the gray car struck the “speed hump ahead” sign and spun around and came to a rest across the street in my neighbor’s yard.

My first reaction was to go out to help. My follow-up thought was… “…but how?” I envisioned going out there, chatting with the guy, then realizing I literally can’t do anything and walking away embarrassed. Because of an embankment and muddy grass, someone would have to tow him out of the yard. He needs a truck. I don’t have one. He needs a tow rope. I don’t have one.

So instead of being a Good Samaritan, my guilty pleasure yesterday was just observing everything that went on. Lord, forgive me! I counted a total of 5 civilians and 1 police officer that came onto the scene to help. Two or three were friends or family of the driver, and one was my neighbor who happened to have a truck and a tow rope. My neighbor, the Good Samaritan.

I concluded that sometimes it’s OK to let someone else be the hero.

-Out of the Wilderness

 

 

11 song titles that are (or are not) about race and ethnicity

Every once in a while I like to come up with Top 10 lists, so here I am again with one that could be miles long! Because there are so many song titles that are (or could be) thought of as titles having to do with race or ethnicity, I’m limiting them to whatever I’ve already saved in Spotify, plus a few more big hits. Check out the list and if there are some I left off, comment below! 

10 song titles that are (or are not) about race and ethnicity…

“Black or White” – Michael Jackson

“Black Parade” – My Chemical Romance

“White Wedding” – Billy Idol

“White Liar” – Miranda Lambert

“Brown Girl in the Ring” – Boney M

“Black Horse and the Cherry Tree” – KT Tunstall

“Man In Black” – Johnny Cash

“Men in Black” – Will Smith

“City of Black & White” – Mat Kearney

“Blue” – LeAnn Rimes (honorable mention because… Avatar, y’all)


Thanks for stopping by! 

-Out of the Wilderness

 

I sold my drone, here’s why…

A couple of years ago, I was really excited to fly my drone for the very first time.


Since then I took her up on a lot of flights around Nashville and north Florida, and even a time or two in the Bahamas.


When it was fun, it was really fun. But as time went by, I found myself flying it less and less because of a few reasons:

  1. I live near an airport so flight at my house is restricted.
  2. There are barely any areas in and around Nashville that are officially approved for drone flying.
  3. More restrictions seem to be going into effect weekly (registration, legal times to fly, locations to fly, prohibitions, rules, etc).
  4. I won’t let the man tell me what to do!
  5. It felt like one of those situations where it’s good to quit while I’m ahead.

By “quit while I’m ahead,” I mean the drone was in good shape, no major crashes, and I still had the drone… meaning I didn’t lose it in the ocean, a lake or river, or had it just fly off never to be seen again. So the other day I let her fly off with someone else.

It seemed like the right time and so far I don’t regret it. I bought a nice Pelican-style case from Sam’s Club and customized the interior to fit the drone and it’s accessories, so at this time I miss the case more than the drone 🙂

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Do you have a drone? If so, how are you feeling about the rules in place that restrict flight in so many scenarios? What do you enjoy most about your drone?

Thanks for stopping by!

-Out of the Wilderness