Maybe I truly have country roots

I could possibly truly be related to the Clampetts especially since I have had an oven sitting on the curb for a week. Or maybe it is because I hit the side of the oven today and dragged it a few feet. I refuse to remember all of my husband's reaction but I recall something about "you need to be driving a dad-gum tank !" He does not yell often so I just acted real sweet and innocent because I am sure that oven rolled itself over and moved a few feet closer to my side of the driveway.

As I drove to the carpool line, I did not notice anyone else dragging an oven or one in their front yard for that matter. They must not presently feel the PTA/UIL/concession stand duty stress I am under this week or maybe the city already picked the others up? I have a feeling Tiger won't wait on the city much longer. I almost took his truck because I was about out of gas. OH MY, thank you Jesus for the little things. I'd rather dent my tank anyday.