Mable found an effing effigy!

I was going to write about how, after several adjustments, my husband informed me that my Chiropractor was the "Caveman Homecoming Queen" at the Halloween party we went to last year. (Obviously I didn't recognize him without his tiara and club.) Trust me, THIS is much more interesting. By the way, this news did nothing to alleviate my fear of the "chiro-cracker".

We were on our way to dinner, all six of us in the car and as I approached the railroad overpass I notice a body in the ditch below the tracks. Yes, I said a flipping BODY. Stop the car, get out, walk through the prairie dog town in my sandals to look at the body and make some decisions. I start getting closer to it and my heart is pounding and suddenly I wonder why I always have to be little miss junior detective? Plus, my kids are in the car and if it really IS a body, I'm going to lose it right there in the dirt. Plus, pee-yoo, a body. I'm standing right over the thing and it looks like a large man in a ski suit wearing a hat who has been hit by the train. On closer inspection, as I later tell the police, I am 99% sure it is not a human body, but a practical joke. The thing has garbage bags coming out of the cuffs and the head is either wrapped with bags or is made of bags, impossible to tell without touching it and CSI I ain't. I hightailed it out of there and put it in the hands of the authorities. The really gross part is, last year a guy really DID get hit and killed by a train about 100 yards from that spot.......Okay, Office Zabroski just called me to say it is indeed just a stuffed jumpsuit. Very funny.