OK, every year, on Memorial Day weekend a bunch of AA (alcoholics anonymous) bikers come in and have a big pig roast and festivities at the fairgrounds. I’ve never gone, but they have a dance and it’s always a “festive” atmosphere. Lol The guy who started it (Woody, who I do know) moved to Hawaii several years ago, but comes back every year to host the roast.

So….yesterday Paige brings me the phone and this “colorful” sounding couple from Idaho are on it asking if I have Woody’s (they can’t remember his last name) phone number because they have some questions about the pig roast. Best as I can tell, they picked me out of the book because my last name is Wood, which is close to Woody. Rofl

I give them Woody’s last name, but say he won’t be in the book because he doesn’t live here anymore. I tell them I’ll take their number, call around and find someone who knows something about it, and have them give them a call. (I couldn’t immediately think of anyone involved, but knew I could easily find out who to get in touch with – it’s a tiny town) They say thanks, I call a friend, get in touch w/one of the organizers who says he’ll call them. All is done.

Well….this morning I notice there’s a message on my answering machine. When I play it, I hear that it is Paige answering the phone when they first called. They asked if she was “an adult over the age of 16”. She says “no” so they ask for her mom and Paige says she’ll get me.

Here’s the funny part. While they’re waiting for me to answer and unaware that they’re on the machine, the woman says, “She ain’t gonna talk to you. They won’t know nuthin’ about it. Sounds like they’re homeschoolers. She’s gonna hang up on you!”

ROFL Cracked me up!! Glad I was nice to them!!

On a nicer note…I had to take the Scouts to be in the Dayton parade today. As I was waiting at the end to meet the boys I was watching this family of kids and the older boy (maybe 12ish) was being WAY to nice to his younger siblings to be “normal”. (Giving them his candy, holding theirs in his shirt pocket and continually allowing them to paw through it looking for a piece, etc) I know all the homeschoolers in the area, but finally couldn’t help myself. After I complimented the boy I asked the mom if they homeschool. One of the younger kids turns around and says, “We homeschool and we LIKE it!” rofl I said, “So do we!” Turns out they were visiting from out of town. It’s just amazing how OBVIOUS it can be when you run into another homeschooling family.