Irony. Sometimes it smacks you in the face. At least it does to me. Just after leaving Gallup Park, I texted a friend and asked (to her and to myself) what other adventure I might run into on my way home.

Well, ask and ye shall receive, right?

So, apparently the virus that I caught wasn’t some simple cold virus, but Ebola or some other hemorrhagic, because as I was driving on the expressway, I started bleeding everywhere. Of course, I didn’t have any Kleenex or napkins in the car. Of course not. Soon all of me is covered in blood and I look like Carrie after the prom.

I figure that I will stop by OLGC and clean up there. I’m not certain that they are open, though, because it’s Easter Week, and they usually take this week off. When I get there, tons of cars are in the parking lot and a lacrosse game is being played on the field. Surely, the church building would be open, right?

I get out of the car and, taking only my keys, walk to the door. I’m trying to be inconspicuous, because all these kids are here and my face, hand, arm — all covered in blood. They don’t need to see that. But the church is locked. Great. Now what?

I try to think of some place on the property that is relatively secluded, so that I can clean up without drawing notice. As I was driving back to the front of the property, I choose behind the garden of Gethsemane, where there’s a bunch of trees and brush on this big island in the parking lot.

Luckily, I had brought my water bottle with me from work and it was nearly full. I had anticipated walking around Gallup Park for a while and being thirsty.

Which brings me to kneeling behind the garden of Gethsemane, using water from my water bottle to try and frantically scrub all the blood off me. So I can look normal again and not like someone from either Rescue-911 or America’s Most Wanted. [Okay, what is it with me and all the pop culture references today?]

And then, I noticed something.

If the church hadn’t been locked, and I hadn’t been kneeling behind the garden of Gethsemane, I might have missed these:

Cute purple spring crocuses! How pretty!