I would have told this story yesterday, but our power was out all day from the storms. We’ve had just about nothing but rain here for the past month. Anyway! Monday evening, I was sitting on the front porch with a glass of wine chatting on the phone to my boyfriend and a green Jeep came slowly down the road then turned in at my driveway.
Now, I live in the boonies, okay. At the end of the road. I don’t get a lot of random traffic here.
The vehicle stopped halfway up the driveway and a man got out of the Jeep and started walking up the bank to the front yard.
I said, “Can I help you?”
He said: “A co-worker showed me your website and I live near here so she wanted me to find out if it was real.”
Me: “There are the cows, there are the goats, there are the chickens, there are the horses.”
Green Jeep Man: “And there’s the barn. I guess it’s real.”
Me: “Yes. And here’s me. I’m real.” I was still sitting in the rocking chair on the porch, and he was still walking toward me. “And I’m just relaxing on my porch and I’m not wearing any pants.”
The man started backing up.
Me: “And that’s really real.”
Green Jeep Man kept backing up. “I’m sorry!”
Me: “It’s okay. Stop by sometime when I’m wearing pants!”
I’m real, too. Just be glad I’m not posting a picture of me without pants to prove it.