11/27/12 – Mary Ellen strikes again

No day so far was complete unless Mary Ellen dis or said something stupid.  She was a one woman wrecking machine of all things logical and sensible.  And here, on the side of the highway in the middle of a desert wasteland the whole whole bus was waiting while she held us up.  Ten minutes had passed without a sign of her and a search party was dispatched.  I found her in a dark roadside tent trying on some sort of tunic.  I couldn’t contain my frustration and an a raised voice blurted out “Mary Ellen! The whole bus is waiting for you.  Move it!”

“Sorry” was her only reply delivered in the same shrill tone that caused me to dig my elbow into dad’s side every time she spoke; the same tone that caused dad to shake his head.

And for the record…the tunic was ugly.