oh yeah it's too hot! too hot baby!

red hot art was last weekend and i scored some killer new earrings and a super cute jersey scarf from Lauren and Whittney of Spilled Milk Factory. they had ventured out to hugo earlier in the week to pick up my lucky red umbrella and visit the farm, and we had a delish waffle breakfast.
last year's red hot art was anything but, considering the pouring rain, however this year they lucked out with gorgeous weather and fabu music.

today i tech-d a fringe show then went to pick up the VBS supplies from the st. paul church and put them upstairs at my church. picked up my soldering kit (which i forgot after class the other night) came home and melted into a puddle. all thoughts of getting anything done flew out the window. i don't want to turn the A/C on because i love open windows and the sounds and smells of the farm. we've had intermittent rainstorms all day and it's absolutely magical to hear all the bird sounds.....

one thing that wasn't magical was the gentleman (!) who hocked a loogy on my hood on the way back from the church. i was driving in the left lane, going 10+ over the speed limit like the rest of the traffic, but OH NO he wanted to be in front of me so he could follow the car 20 yards ahead of me. so as he passed me on the right (after another car exited) he placed his head outside his window and spat at my car. YES. SPAT. disgusting. another human's spittle outside their body is one of the grossest things i can think of ON THE PLANET.

indignant rage threatened to grip my soul.

however, i thought, i'm driving a carload full of materials back to my church, from another church, were i spent the week teaching kids about Jesus' disciples in the book of Acts. Seriously. WWJD? i'm not gonna let satan (in an F150) get to me...

so as he slowed down to exit (about 1/3 of a mile past passing me) i made eye contact with the gentleman, smiled, and waved sweetly. he looked at me like i was insane. and yes, possibly i am.

i hope my smile and wave made him realize what an a$$ he'd just made of himself, how he really had accomplished nothing. he hadn't ruined my day, he had just soiled my vehicle with his DNA.