Hold On To Your Hats

I started out the day Pacing the floors I couldn't believe it , Three week ends in a row I fed the squirrels and birds Then grabbed my purse and coat Headed for the garage And in the van I got Oh shoot! It says I need gas I won't be deterred I'll stop at the station Then it's down the road for me I've only got 2 hours and 15 minutes To get to the movie I choose Can I possibly make it If I stop for Chinese food? Which route do I take Haysville or Clearwater Think I'll go through Haysville To see if that old horse is still alive. Yes, there he is "Poor Old Thing" And I think I've got back problems If my back was that sway back I'd need to push a wheelbarrow to keep my belly in tact. It's 11:00 o'clock now And I'm three quarters there The Chinese place Is just over there.. If I can eat in 30 minutes I'll be able to make it I can take the outer roads To avoid some of the traffic. I made it to the movie And had no sooner sat When someone sat down beside me And on my shoulder tapped. Sitting there beside me Was grand daughter number 4 She was home from college And just had to explore. We did enjoy the movie As the people followed clues From the President's Book To find the city of gold. As we departed They followed me to my car Just to make sure I made it that far.. I sat and read my Christmas Cards To let the traffic slack Trying to decide Which trail home I'd take. Finally settling on the route It'd be through Derby town It was important for you see This was the closest McDonald and my ice tea. I arrived home without any fuss Now Mother Nature I am set For the new confinement you impose Of some more Ice and snow. I know this poem Seems rather crude But you see That happens to be my mood. Foot Note: Mother Nature got her way. Saturday we had a howling blizzard most of the day. And it ended with a beautiful red sunset. No Church today and they talk like more snow and rain for the next five days. And then more for next weekend. That will be 4 weekends in a row. We call it Kansas weather. And you wonder why my moody poem.