Friday, May 1, 2009

Fall of The Queen

So I posted the other day that the QUEEN does NOT mow the lawn. I got a few comments telling me that some of you love to work in the yard, how its good for you -blah - blah -blah. I said I don't MOW but I will get out there and clean up the yard, plant and what not. So this is what I did on my day off. I weeded, I mulched, I watered. I picked up the yard. Yada, yada, yada. It's not the gardening I despise, it's the damn mowing. I have a HUGE lawn and two 13 year olds (one bio son, one adopted nephew) who can do the mowing. They come in handy on trash day as well. I digress.....
So anyway, I do my thing in the yard and I call it a day and wake up the next morning. I get ready, make my iced coffee and begin to head out to work. I have my hands full-coffee, wallet, lit cigarette. I open my back door and without looking down I take that first step out the door and my foot lands in something unfamiliar (NOT the stoop) and I FLY down the rest of the stairs. In mid "flight" I remember thinking "oh, this is NOT gonna end up good." I had NO idea what the hell I stepped in, but it was now stuck on my foot like a damn shoe. I don't know how I managed to do this, but I actually landed ON MY FEET! HA! Somehow I managed to stay on my feet and I was not harmed. (yea, you can all rest easy now) I was laughing my ass off at myself-it was the most FUN I have had in a long time. I ended up having to change my clothes because I was now WEARING my iced coffee from my chest all the way down to the inside of my shoes. In case you're wondering I had stepped into a metal bucket, like the ones you see in the summer that have citronella in them. I use it for a butt can outside and I had moved it up off the ground during my "gardening" the day before.
On a sad note, another one of my sober friends has passed on. He was in his fifties and apparently died of a heart attack a few days ago. In the past (like when I was active) I fell down LOTS of stairs. Hell, I did a back flip off a deck one time and broke my fucking neck. I should have been dead a looooong time ago, but God had other plans for me. Everything happens in His time and He has been calling a lot of people I love home lately. I thank him for everything He gives me, the good and the bad. Every time He takes a loved one, He reminds me that we really DO only have today and I am going to make the most of that 24 hour gift. Even if it does begin with me falling out my back door. He was looking out for me, and for that I am grateful. Rest in Peace Chris, save me a seat at that big meeting in the sky my friend.

12 comments:

Sarah said...

funny as hell i tell ya....

except chris, sorry bout him...

cw2smom said...

So sorry for your loss! I hate losing people that I love that way! Life can be so tough at times. I am so glad you didn't seriously hurt yourself with that fall! I am such a klutz myself and I can't remember just how many times I've broken and sprained my right ankle! Arrrggghh. After surgery, it's done well and supported me quite nicely. Be safe out there kiddo! As my late Grma used to say.."I don't mind dying but I sure don't wanna get messed up!" My thoughts exactly! LOL, Lisa

Gledwood said...

Queens most certainly do NOT mow lawns... but did you hear of the American woman and British man arrested for "doing it" on the Queen of England's lawn outside Windsor Castle..? No word of a lie!!

dAAve said...

Smoking will kill you. In buckets.

Patty said...

That sounded like something out of an episode of "I Love Lucy", and yes the whole time I was wondering, but did she spill her drink?
Glad you landed on your feet! Thanks for the laugh!

Lou said...

My real dad, the alcoholic, had a fatal heart attack at 52. People seem to think it only hurts the liver or brain. They are all connected people..alcohol hurts everything.

Joe said...

Glad it was iced coffee...

sober white women said...

I don't mind yard work, but I would rather not do it! LOL
Your story is to funny.
Kelli

Indigo said...

Nice save! Sorry to hear about your friend dear one. Losing people we care about never gets easy. (Hugs)Indigo

sKILLz said...

I hate mowing the lawn. I don't even like yard work but I only do it because my mother asks me to.
If she didn't then believe me I think I would have weeds all over the place.lol

I'm VERY VERY sorry for your loss. Goes to show you, you never know when your time is coming..at least he was clean when it did come correct?
Thats a really cool thing!

On the "hunger thing" all you have to do is bring canned goods and stuff like that, that your not using or going to use to your post office and they do the rest from there!
Stay Up!

Syd said...

I'm glad that you weren't hurt, maybe other than a bit of ego loss. I'm really sorry about Chris. That sucks.

Bill said...

My idea of yard work is the stroll I have to take between my car and the front door.

Glad to hear you have been working on your bucket list.