Last night our school had a dinner fundraiser at McD's. I waited for Dave to arrive from work as he would be taking Cole to his basketball practice. Carter & Stuart will return home with me. Tag team. Okay, as you know I am not a fan of Mc D's. Especially since I am trying to lose some of the beluga whale fat from fall. Yes, no more silver lining of losing weight with chemo. It is gaining weight. Aghh. Cannot fit well into my pants. Not sure if it is the lack of exercise being winter or foods eaten. I am trying to watch what I am eating till spring arrives. Okay off the tangent of beluga fat on my hips and trunk...
Last night after ordering the boys eats I left for Chic Fil A. I just couldn't bring myself to eating McD's. I went to our van after unlocking it with my keys and noticed a tote on the passenger seat. "Hmmm who got in my van to give me the tote?" Oh my goodness these are leather seats! This is NOT our van. I totally went into someone elses vehicle. I was alarmed to say the least till I figured out it was a family from our school who has the same van as us except with nicer seats. I laughed all the way to Chic Fil A. Only me. That reminded me of a time when I went into a mens restroom at the Old Spaghetti Factory downtown. Ha ha ha.
Heres to good laughs...
k-
I am working on a more in depth post in my head. It will take some time to compile my thoughts. I so need a notepad by my bed at night.
6 comments:
Hi Kate! It's Neighbor Dawn. I had to laugh at that story because I have also done that once. I walked out of Dierbergs & sat in a CRV while on the cell phone with my sister. I then tried to put my key in the ignition & it wouldn't fit. It was only then I looked around to see the interior was completely different! I yelled into the phone "this isn't my car!". I was lucky enough to sneak out and across the parking lot swiftly before being caught. Could you only imagine the person walking up to the car & you are sitting in it! Too funny!
Glad to hear that you are doing well & you look great!
Take care!
Hi Kate,
Must be a universal mistake; I've done it too. There are A LOT of white CRV's in the world!
:-) Erika
Jack Bauer on 24 would have a hay day carjacking in St.Louis. Why do so many people not lock their car doors? Crazy. Should we contact Keifer?
I haven't done that...just "lost" my car in a couple of parking lots. Embarrassing!
At home in STL, I do keep a pad & pen by my bed....those late night thoughts can keep me awake.
I can now do that b/c we just got our "new" (used) bed!!!!
Love, Sue :)
Hey! The carjacking thing actually happened to my grandma (Dad's mom) YEARS ago in New Jersey...but I guess there were less safeguards / microchips or something on the keys of cars years ago...she actually was able to START the wrong car, she drove it home, and almost got ARRESTED for stealing a car when the police arrived at her doorstep a short time later! They weren't looking too kindly on the fact that she INSISTED it was a mistake! Looks like your faux pas has been happening for about 50+ years...so don't feel so bad! At least you didn't get arrested for carjacking AND at least it happened w/ someone's car you knew who knows YOU and knows that it was an honest mistake and you would NEVER steal! I, for one, am amused over your story! And, as for keeping a pad of paper by the bedside, I've been tempted to do the same b/c my brain is falling plague to entropy -- you know that old science thing that we learned about where "all things in the universe go from order to disorder" over time...well that's happening to me in the cranium, too. You're in good company on both the carjacking and the brain fizzle fronts! Ha! L Jo
Oh Kate...
Do I have a story for you! Let's just say yours truly was trading cars with my MIL one day after swimming lessons, got into someone's car (same make, model, interior), started it, drove 3 miles away when the breathalizer (see- I don't even know how to spell this!)went off cluing me into the fact this was not, in fact, my MIL's car. Next time you want a laugh- I'll fill you in on the details. I exist to make you feel better.
Elizabeth Ward
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