Both kids were unexpectedly invitied to friends' houses today.  I took the opportunity to do a little shopping in the 'big city'.  The wind tried to push me off of the road a few times, but it was no match for my superior driving skills.  Softball socks for Mae, bat bag for Kyler and dried mangos for Kenny (I didn't want him to feel left out).

When I returned home, there was a very confused-looking turkey stumbling around in my driveway.  First, he trotted right in front of me so that I had to drive two miles per hour.  The wind finally pushed him out of my way.  Trying to fight back against the wind, he looked like he was drunk and I'm pretty sure he heard me laughing at him. 

I parked and began gathering my things and my wandering mind wandered completely away from the turkey.  I was searching the back seat for Kyler's baseball bat and glove and by the time I finally found them, the turkey was nothing more than an afterthought.

With my hands full and my keys hanging out of my mouth, I exited the vehicle.  The turkey was RIGHT there, mere feet away from me.  I looked at him and he looked at me and I'm pretty sure that neither of us knew what to say so we just stared at each other for a while, trying to stand upright in the wind. 

There is a terrific photograph that my sister took of a turkey that was attacking her (please ask her to see it if you know her; it is the most hilarious photo I have ever seen) so I was on guard.  However, I was armed with a baseball bat.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, the wind shoved him off again and I ran inside while steadily keeping my eyes fixed on him. 

I know that owls are associated with an oncoming death and eagles symbolize power.  Just out of curiosity, I google'd what turkeys symbolize.  "Abundance and Fertility".  

Please excuse me now.  There is a confused turkey that I need to chase through a corn field and redirect.  It is obviously lost.