Was it rude to laugh?

Took a two hour nap waking up just after 6 p.m. Decided that I was going to run to Walmart and get cat food so I did not need to make those trips tomorrow. Or the weekend.

Of course I sat on the couch for a bit and waited to wake up.

It is a little cool and rainy and given that it was 7 p.m. Thursday evening there were not a lot of cars so I was able to pull a u-turn.

The speed limit is 50 km an hour. My speedometer is put between 5-10 so if I am doing 60 it equals about 55 km. I was coasting along when I noticed a vehicle coming up really fast.

I double checked to see if there were flashing lights on the dash indicating that it was a fireman on rhe way to the firehouse for a call. But no lights.

Now this vehicle is on my ass. I glance in rear view mirror and check the lane next to me flick on turn signal and move over. He speeds by. I pull back into the left hand lane.

Well guess what? He wanted to turn and there were 6 cars in front of him. Me? I was going straight and as I reached the intersection the light turned green. I continued driving.

The guy who sped by me? He was still waiting to turn and I did the slow head turn as I drove by. Giggling just a little. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Is that wrong????

Scared Again

Last weekend I found out that season 2 of Nancy Drew was on Prime. I was delighted and promptly settled in for the evening.

I sat here and once more was sucked into the story of Nancy Drew, her dad and her birth father. Who her birth mother was. How they were dealing with a supernatural element. It had me glued to the t.v.

Even when I know that there is a scene coming up that is going to scare me I still scream bloody murder. And then I had to go to the bathroom but there was this intense scene coming. Yes I am fully aware that I could have paused it but I am a weird one.

Me: Oh my god. Oh my god! (holds hands to cheeks/peering at t.v.) Jay you are going to scream. You are going to scream. Jay you are going to scream. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

And I covered my eyes. After going into the bathroom I went into T’s room and asked if he wanted to come and watch with me.

T: Mom no. You are just weird. Who stands there telling themselves that they are going to be scared and still gets scared? The neighbors are going to think that you are a strange one.

Several times too T has scared me without meaning to. By appearing in places that he should not be. Like standing in his doorway when I am going into wake him. Coming up behind me when last I saw he was sleeping.

And every time I scream. Then laugh. I do so love to be scared.

Jan. 27/22