This is the heroine speaking

I, tremendously wonderful AmeliaJake – yes, THAT AmeliaJake – woke up way before dawn today and thought, “I’ll bet those bozos (Yes, calling folks bozos is not that tremendously wonderful, but it just I am in a position of being the tremendously honest AmeliaJake.) didn’t take out the trash last night.

Let me shorten that: The bozos didn’t take the trash to the curb.

Usually it goes out Wednesday night, but when on holiday weeks, it is a day later. That, of course, was last night . . . and included the increased Thanksgiving debris, dontcha know.

In the cold of Indiana, outlined  against what will probably be a blue, gray sky, AmeliaJake got the trash to the curb.

And just a few minutes ago, I heard the trash truck come.

Other people are up . . .  and I must spread the news of the epic feat.