Wacky Wednesday-Wierd smells-and a squirrel named Molly

I know I am NOT your normal nana, but hey, I wasn’t a normal mother either. So why should I be a normal nana? Strange things have always caught my attention, but today I saw something really strange. Lucky for me I had my camera in my purse because this is another one of those “you won’t believe it if you don’t see it.”

Look at this picture closely. The man has a squirrel on his shoulder! I don’t know these folks but I know squirrels and the little critters are wild. They do NOT normally sit on people’s shoulders. There was no one behind me so I stopped my van, rolled my window down and asked them if I could make their picture. “Sure,” he said. So I did. He told me the squirrel’s name was Molly. Before I thought about it I asked, “And how do you know she’s a girl?” Now look at the lady in the picture. She’s covering her face and laughing. I decided I really didn’t need to know about squirrel anatomy, so I said, “Never mind” and drove off.

Then I start smelling something in my van. It wasn’t a good smell. In fact, it was a bad, stinky smell. Now remember, this nana is on the road a lot so I often eat in my car. I looked around to see what the offensive smell could be. First I checked out a McDonald’s bag. Nothing in there but paper. But then I turned around and looked behind me. There were two mystery boxes in the floorboard.

Box Number One

This was roast beef and mashed potatoes. I gave it a sniff. Not bad, not edible, but not bad.

Box Number Two

I gave it a sniff. Ding Ding Ding Ding! We have a winner!

This was meatloaf, mashed potatos and some sort of beans. Man was it rank. I quickly wheeled into the car wash and started throwing trash in the can. I strongly advise all nanas to clean out their vehicles at least once a week. Especially in the summer time.

Years ago one of my sons left fishing bait (raw chicken livers) under the van seat. Talk about a smell! It was ten times worse than the meatloaf and much harder to get rid off. If I remember correctly when we traded that van in we had to sell it for less than it was worth because on hot days it still had a mysterious odor.

And that is my Wacky Wednesday. Ho?w was your day