Good morning

What’s the first thought that crosses your mind when a car lays on the horn at 6:30 on a Saturday morning and pulls in front of your house?

It’s probably not ‘I bet there’s a car on fire two houses down.’

That was the case for us today, though.  (Just to clarify, that was not our first thought, however.)

So, two houses down, a car was gulfed in flames by the time Maren and I got outside to watch.  All our neighbors came out to watch helplessly while the mother and daughter who spotted the flaming car while driving by called 911.  Thankfully, they knocked on all our doors to alert us just is case we didn’t hear her car horn.  Thankfully, no one was injured in the ordeal.  And thankfully, Sophie slept through the whole thing — even the fire trucks coming down the street.

The coolest parts were the side mirrors melting down the side of the car as little drops of fire and, of course, when the gas tank blew.  Something was launched 50 or 60 feet in the air and landed in the middle of the street.

Top that blog, Marla.

Don’t you hate it when this happens to you at work?

As I’m packing up to leave Friday afternoon, I notice a pair of glasses on my desk.  I recall a conversation earlier that day with a student who came by for help about her glasses.  Naturally, I assume they are hers, so I send her an email asking her if she was missing a pair.  Sunday night, she sends me an email that she, in fact, is not missing a pair.  So I think, Great, who else came by my office that might of left a pair of glasses???  I can’t remember anyone that definitively came by Friday, so I decide to just check with colleagues who stop by with regularity.  One by one, they each say no.  Among those was a dear friend Jackie Hogan, a woman whose youngest child is currently attending San Jac.  Our conversation went something like this:

Regan:  Someone left a pair of glasses in my office.  Are these yours?

Jackie:  No, but they’re cute.  Maybe they’re (so-and-so’s whom I’ve already asked)?

Regan:  I already checked with her.  (Awkward pause)  I just thought about making an inappropriate joke about finding a pair of panties instead, but I think I’ll refrain.

We all laugh.

Of course, Wednesday, after my second class, you know what I find in my office hanging from my computer monitor, right?  Yes.  I did.  Jackie planted a pair of her panties with the help of other colorful colleagues.

P.S.  It turns out the pair of glasses DID belong to my student that I first suspected.