As I was driving this morning I saw a dead opossum lying in the gutter and felt a bit of sadness.
I said: (Out loud, even though I was in the car alone.) Poor opossum.
I immediately though: What ridiculous spelling: O-P-O-S-S-U-M. Don’t even need the O.
After which I said: (Once again out loud.) Words are weird!
Words are weird? Apparently that is the extent of my “cleverness” today.
What a sad state of affairs…I think I’m the one who’s weird.
(Forgive me because I’m still giggling.)