Monday, May 17, 2010

Maybe I'll train to be a firewoman. Or mechanic. I can't quite decide

Yes. I am alive.

Some people have asked me if I died. Those were some hard conversations. Maybe not for me, but for those that asked me if I was ever going to blog again. For when I said, "i have nothing to blog about" people didn't believe me.

And they have good reason. I do have things to blog about, but sadly my blog is coming in low on my priority list. I feel a little like I have abandoned part of my life.

And so, in my attempt to get myself back into blogging, I will post this picture from a recent work trip I went on:

The image embodies everything that makes a day work trip to the middle of Wyoming completely worth it

1) Random ride on a old school firetruck. Check
2) Getting to wear a gross, probably lice infected fire hat. Check
3) Having a cool client who had the original idea to take a picture. Check
4) Chubby mechanic getting in the picture. Check AND Check.

If I were to tell you the story behind how we ended up on a firetruck, I'd have to kill you. Just take it for what it's worth and know I have some cool clients.


Jinny Snow said...

Wow! Reminds me of a GREAT date I once had with a Winder where he regaled me with hilarious stories about misdeliveries as we rode his early morning delivery route. Do milk trucks count?

Samantha Martin said...

Oh, so happy that you are back! Keep blogging so I can stalk you and your adventures now that I cannot catch up across the white wall! Love the pic!