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Saturday, April 3, 2010

um...yeah...so...

...yesterday, I made Stud drive home from my parents (where we went to pick up my nieces) and when we got home, he just pulled into the driveway and parked it. Normally, I back in the driveway, and pull into the garage, but he's not quite comfortable with that yet. No biggie, I had planned to get the kids started on the eggs, then run to the grocery store to get some flour. (I've been on a bread kick for a couple of days now, so there may be photos coming!) Now, you may recall it's been in the 80s for a couple of days now, so we had the sunroof and all the windows open when we were driving. When he parked, Stud asked if he should close the windows, and I said no, because I was planning to run right back out. However, I never did make it to the store, because after I set the kids up, they decided they were hungry, and then my sister came over, and the store was completely forgotten.

Well, flash forward to this morning. I woke up at about dawn, per usual, and I was watching the morning news programs in bed. I had opened my bedroom window last night when I went to bed because it was really warm in the house (hmmm...could all the baking have anything to do with that?) and so this morning, I actually awoke to the sound of birds chirping, and was enjoying the delightful breeze. A little while later, I thought I heard what sounded like raindrops, and thought, "well, that's good, we could use some rain." I wasn't surprised at all, because the weather forecast called for rain today.

I went into Stud's room to check his windows, since I knew they were opened, and I saw that rain was actually coming into his room, so I walked over to close them. Well, guess what was directly below his window. Um..yeah...my WIDE OPEN SUNROOF!!

I ran outside with my key and closed all the windows and the sunroof, but the inside of the car was already soaked. Now it's raining, so I can't exactly go out there to dry things off. I can't even sit IN the car to dry things, because my seats are soaked. That's just craptastic, isn't it?

This all happened over an hour ago, and I've been sitting here trying to figure out what I should do. I really need to get the store, and I really want to start drying the car. I'm afraid that no matter how many towels I put on my seat, when I get out at the store, my whole rearend will be wet, and I'll have to walk around the store looking like a 3 year old who had an accident. I suppose I could put some plastic over the seat, like a trash bag. Hmmm....I may be on to something here....

6 comments:

Susan said...

THAT? Is just wrong. Get your bum soaked, then tie a jacket around your waist when you go into the store. OR make the most of it and walk around with a wet crotch. Just stop and do the potty dance every few minutes. Easy entertainment, I'm telling you.

C said...

i was just gonna suggest the towels and a garbage bag! really! great minds think alike...

thats awful, tho. i have done that in the past and it sucks. dont worry, it'll dry our on the next sunny day, you can leave all the doors open.

have a great keister!

c

Busy Bee Suz said...

Wow. Yes, craptastic!!!!!
I hope it airs out today and you don't have to worry about mold. ewww...I should not have mentioned that little tid bit huh?
Good luck Chi.

ChiTown Girl said...

Suz!! That is seriously the first thing I thought about! Right now, the car is in the garage with the windows and sunroof open. I pray to God it doesn't smell mildewy tomorrow!!!

jlo said...

I'm not laughing at you. I am laughing with you. I'm visualizing you walking through the store looking like you peed your pants. :)

Little Chef On The Prairie said...

Does your car smell ok? Bless your heart.

Thanks for the bacon tips...I need all the tips I can get. :)

It takes forever to get a teacher fired (at least a year) because we are such a big district. We typically play "pass the trash" around to the different schools, instead of actually taking the time to get rid of bad people. I hate picking up the slack of others.