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MOMD (Man Of My Dreams) and I were running errands a few months back and someone cut right in front of him. Being the man that he is, he patiently backed off. Being the woman I am, I encouraged him to give a little toot (of his horn, people) to let the person know that cutting someone off is a rude thing to do.

Enquiring minds and all, I asked him why he didn't honk. He reminded me he disabled his horn a few months back. That takes us back even further in the story.

Months earlier we were out running errands, (yes, we are party animals), and we made a right turn. Simultaneously our horn honked and hubby waved. The person on the sidewalk waiting for the light to change looked at us and hesitantly waved back.

"Who was that?" I asked.

MOMD admitted that he had no idea. He informed me that when he made right turns, his horn would honk so he took the opportunity to be friendly.

This made me laugh.

EVERY time we turned it honked. Pedestrians looked at us with startled expressions.

People in the cars directly in front of us were not quite as amused. MOMD waved every time.

We then drove through a neighborhood that is known for prostitution.

A young woman was slowly crossing the street just as we made a right turn.

Yep.

It happened.

She looked up somewhat expectantly and began walking toward us. MOMD waved but drove away as fast as possible. I kid you not when I tell you that the street was a dead end.

What does one do when one reaches the end of a dead end street?

One turns the car around.

So turn around we did, passing the same intersection, occupied by the same young woman. And OF COURSE to get to our destination we had to make a right turn.

I believe it was shortly after arriving home that day that the horn was disabled.

You can only have so much fun with a situation before feeling the need to move on to something even more exciting.

Are we the only ones that have weird things happen?

- Cindi Labadie

Cindi Labadie, mom to five and wife to one, blogs at "Seemingly Ordinary."