April 13, 2009

My Recycle Tub Is Probably In Kansas

This blog happened last week before all of the fires hit. Thank God the winds have died down and we had a nice rain Easter Sunday. It was a bit soggy trudging to church but no one complained.

We have had hurricane strength winds blowing small children and dogs around like kites. Okay, I may have exaggerated that a bit, but it’s been really windy.

When it gets like this we have to nail everything down or it sets sail for Kansas. Unfortunately, I didn’t bring my recycle tub up soon enough and it disappeared.

My daughter went up and down the street looking and asking neighbors but no one has seen it.

I called the sanitation company and told the man on the phone that my recycle tub blew away and I couldn’t find it.

He asks, “What do you want to do?”


I could have been a real smart ass and said one of the following things.

“I want you to gather up all the town folks and head up a search party. How many people can you get?”


“Oh, I just wanted to tell someone about it. How about we talk for a little while. How’s your wife and kids?”

Instead I said, “Well... I’d like another one.” Duh.

Don’t you just love it when you get a real thinker on the phone? I realize they probably don’t pay these people very much, but gee.

This time I took a permanent marker and wrote my name and phone number on it. This is the third one we’ve lost. Luckily they haven’t charged me any of them. I can’t help it when the wind decides to come sweeping down the plains. Yeah that song is pretty accurate.

So my daughter says, “We shouldn’t put our phone number on there, then people can get our number.”

I told her that all they have to do is look in the telephone book anyway. It’s not like it isn’t public information, which is probably how all those siding and air conditioning companies know how to call me. I don’t pay to be unlisted. It’s not like I’m hiding from anyone.

Any of y’all live in Kansas? If you see a brown plastic tub I’d appreciate it if you’d let me know.

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