In further news, I refused a gentleman who offered to help me today. I'm torn between being amused and aghast at myself. It couldn't be helped. I really wanted to bike home in the rain.
My full-on assault of the puddles made my purple striped socks squelchy in my shoes and I couldn't help laughing. When the thunder rumbled in response, it sounded like God was laughing too. He delights in the wild beauty he creates, the extremes of water hanging in the air and then falling down all over the surprised people and grass. I asked God to do it again. I watched the lightning blink shaky and purple across the sky.
That being said, I still feel a little bad. I know it's not ladylike to refuse a gentleman's offer of help. Should I have accepted?
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i take it he was offering a ride home?
ReplyDeleteyou know he was a gentleman?
eh, i think it might have been worth it for the delight of the ride...but you could explain it to him...
Yeah, I'm only somewhat teasing. It was a ride home and he's my... third cousin so yes, a gentleman. I guess I'm just wondering how a guy feels when a girl refuses his offer of help?
ReplyDeleteCan't say I know the answer to that one, but I think if you explained why you didn't want a ride, it would have been all right.
ReplyDeleteAnd your title is totally awesome. XD
Turned-down help aside, biking in the rain is one of my all time favorite things. So probably a good call. I love how you describe it too: " He delights in the wild beauty he creates..." Excellent.
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