so today, i had this brilliant idea.
we were going to sluff church.
i don't care if you judge me.
we needed a break.
we wanted to drive through the canyon and have a nice day
together while the weather was still nice.
also, we had a deepish type talk last night about how we need
to get out and be more active.
and by we i mean me.
so that is why i had this brilliant beyond brilliant idea to go to
we turned the music up real loud, and danced.
sean does this thing in the car, where he will pretend like he
is leading music.
to any beat that is on.
it is incredibly annoying but the funniest thing
that i have ever seen.
he does it so professional like.
i swear he was a famous music chorister in another life.
it makes me laugh every time.
we even stopped to buy treats.
sean told me not to get any, but i said,
"what if the car breaks down? we will be glad that we bought these treats."
too bad we didn't have maddie's zombie car.
p.s. she bought a new car. she is a sell out.
anyway, after getting treats, we were off.
i was just getting into my final air drum solo
in the killers "read my mind" song.
when sean started to make a weird face.
he turned the music down and said,
"i think something is wrong with your car."
yeah. my clutch went out.
my check engine light was already on because i need a new
catamalytic contorter thingy.
i guess it's my own fault.
remember when i said i would probably just wait til something
went horribly wrong before i did anything about it?
sean thought this whole thing was very "ironic and funny"
i was not very amused. he kept trying to take pictures.
i sat in the car and cried like a 2 year old.
he kept saying overly-optimistic stuff like
"hey! at least we have a port-a-potty near by!"
"it could always be worse right?"
"at least you brought the candy!"
"hey, the river is right there! at least we have water!"
i wasn't buying it.
i know i always say "things could always be worse."
but you know what?
things can always be freaking better too.
he walked around waiting for our help.
i sat up in the car and pretended like i was dying.
i huddled up with all my coats.
i went through my glove box in the car and pulled out my survival kit.
i put on the gloves that were in there.
i checked to see if i had a flashlight.
or a toaster. like maddie's car.
the only thing that made me laugh was that
i had put on an old coat that was in the back of my car.
it hasn't been worn since like january.
i reached into my pocket and found this little treat.
hey, it never hurts to be prepared right?
anyway, i guess i learned my lesson.
i even woke up early for all of this.
this is why it is better to just stay in bed.
see my logic?
now i am watching Hitch and feeling sorry for myself.
i think i might go make some brownies.
and mope some more over something that really
could be worse and really isn't that big of a deal.
because i just plain feel like doing that.
p.s. even though sean was being overly optimistic and happy about the situation?
i am glad he was. he saved the day. if i were alone when this happened i would have probably
started writing my goodbye note on my registration papers.
i would have probably eaten the 11 month old
baby mandarin, and died wearing my gloves and head warmer
3 months later. because it wasn't cold enough to die immediately.
and i had A LOT of candy.
or i could have called my dad.
or walked home.
it's hard to think logically in these types of situations.
so sue me.
p.s.s. baby dwight won :) so that made me happy.
thanks everyone for voting!