November 3, 2024

A slice of Saturday

For as long as I can remember whenever I cross a State line. * I lean forward or stick out my arms to be the “first” one in the car across the line.  Of course I know it is goofy. 

The wife and I went on a little road trip yesterday. Living in central Indiana a couple of hours or so in any direction can put you into another state. Yesterday when we crossed back into Hoosierdom I reached out towards the windshield to earn my well deserved victory. The wife looked at me and shook her head.

I laughed. “After all these years you either think ‘He’s so weird’ or ‘that’s one of the many little charming things that makes me love him,’” I told her. 

She didn’t say anything . I laughed and prompted her, “You have lots of charming qualities, Joe.” 

Silence. 

I guess I know where I stand.


*when I cross into Indiana from Illinois on I-74 I always sing the opening lines to Back Home in Indiana. I don’t know why.  I suppose it is more than a quirk. I was weird even as a kid. 

PS try it the next time you cross any State line. Take any victory in life you can get.

7 comments:

slugmama said...

Crossing out of IL into IN is a win in my book'! lolz

Fuzzy Curmudgeon said...

We always sing Back Home Again when we cross the line.

Anonymous said...

Glad to know I’m not alone
Joe

Linda said...

You are funny.

Cappy said...

Crossing back into Ohio from Indiana; "Whew!"

Anonymous said...

I think of it the other way…Thank goodness I’m out of Ohio

Anonymous said...

Indiana wants me!
Should be the state song. Including closing gunfire.

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