Last night after I felt I had truly celebrated Cinco de Mayo, I came home to do yard work. Please contain yourself; I know you are all jealous of my exciting life. Nothing says “I live the fast life” like yard work. However, last night something exciting happened while I was mowing. I found a dollar. A One Dollar Bill! I was so excited. I never find money. I’m always looking for money. I mean, I’ve found the pennies, an occasional quarter lying on the street, but never bill money. I quickly snatched the dollar and stuck it in my shoe. I didn’t have a pocket so my shoe lace had to work until I was finished mowing.
After I finished mowing I went on a walk with Sister #1. I made it down the street when I remembered my new dollar. I looked down at my shoe and discovered the dollar had escaped. I was so bummed. I was a dollar richer and I lost it! I had big plans for that dollar. It was going to pay for some groceries. If anyone sees my dollar blowing in the wind, please return it.