Freaks, Fences, and Frosties

Wow! I've noticed that I've had a lot more people to start coming by and checking out my blogg! Thank you guys so much, I hope you guys keep enjoying what you read.

In other news today, everything was pretty well...normal. I say normal in a sense of nothing really much going on except for the fact that I felt like a freak for a few minutes of my life. Since it's spring time and everyone is getting out and into their gardens and have "spring fever", my family and I have created ourselves two garden areas and a flower bed. Hard work yes, worth it...totally! To add on to our newest addition (the smaller garden) we went by a place called "Tractor Supply" (yes it is a real place, look it up) and got some fence. Now I know what you're thinking, possibly a roll of fence, wooden fence, chicken wire fence? Nope. We HAD to have "cattle" fence to put around our garden. The fence which is in fact 16' (feet) long. Now lets do a quick math check. A regular size car (four door, Honda Accord model) which is bumper to bumper about 13.4 ft. long. (You get the picture?)
So with this 16 ft long piece of fence ("it had about 4in. squares to see through so we were good", said my dad) and with a few rags to keep the car from too many scratches we pilled five of these monsters onto the TOP of my car. Not a happy camper about that. Five 16 foot long pieces of fence, covering my car, bungee tied down to the car, and not liable to move an inch in any direction. Covering the tip of the hood to the curve of the trunk, and making a baracade over top of our car. The sales man had warned us about possibly being pulled over with having that fence covering the windshield, but you could see and that's all that my dad cared about. (My dad is not insane, just FYI, he's actually pretty smart and at first I thought the possibility of his sanity might be a bit unstable but he ended up proving himself in the end.)
As we drove out of the parking lot my dad picked up his half drunk Taco Bell beverage and sipped as we went down the road as if nothing in the world was different or odd about the access exterior of our car. The funniest thing of it all was that there was an actual police headquarters station right across the road from us, but they were all off on break. We drove all the way home not seeing one cop, but noticing a lot of open mouth stares as we drove by. I have to admit, if that is what being a "freak" feels like...I wouldn't mind doing that and seeing all those priceless expressions all over again.

I hope you guys have had a fabulous week and the weekend is here at last! Maybe if I don't post another blogg, I hope you all have a great weekend and I will catch you guys on the flip side!