ML Lonergan

A Little Dose of Irony

A Little Dose of Irony

Tuesday, February 9th, 2010

Tonight, right at 5:30 it started raining cats and dogs. Flooding, tornado warnings, sideways rain, stinging rain, the whole bit. I, of course, decided it was wise to dash into the grocery store on my way home anyway. I got soaked, the groceries got soaked, eggs broke, it was messy. Then I picked up Tim, he couldn’t possibly bike home in this weather. We made it home eventually, people were driving like 10mph and the roads were a nightmare. We were coming in the house, in the pouring rain, and Tim picked up a long box that was in our yard. It was soaking wet. Literally, water gushing out of the bottom on to our wooden floors.

I was mad. So mad. So mad at that freaking post man who was too lazy to bring that box to our porch. Mad that I was wet, mad that it was raining, hungry for dinner, mad that egg yolk was dripping down a wet bag of groceries. Yes, I went for paper bags, it was a mess.

I couldn’t even think what was in that box. The only thing I thought it could be was a sketch from Russia I recently bought on Ebay. I was cursing this bleeping Russian for probably not wrapping up this cheap art in plastic.

Then I opened it up. Inside was an umbrella. AN UMBRELLA. From Devon. Sweet Devon, my bloggin’ pal. Sweet Devon who had her first giveaway, and I was the lucky winner. This happened only like a week or two ago. I’ve been so busy I completely forgot about this umbrella!

Then I was laughing my head off. The irony! It was like out of a book! The pouring rain. The cursing, the wet groceries. The wet box, and inside was an umbrella. That says, “Merde, il pleut.” Damn, I love French.

Thanks Devon. You’re the best. Your umbrella is the best. This little giveaway played a joke on me this afternoon. Made me think about how silly I was getting all bent out of shape over a little rain. Next time I get caught, I won’t get wet, and I’ll let my umbrella do the cursing!