Now for the best part...as if anything can beat a student throwing up durng a videotaping of a lesson that has taken me three weeks to prepare. Trust me...it does!
Friday's are always rushed after school because I go pick up Zoe, toss her in the car and try to make it to Dylan's school to pick him up. Dylan loves his pick up day so I make a big effort to do this each and every week. Well this week all was well as I did my running and we were on our way home to put on our pj's and start vegging. It was all going so well until about 20 minutes away from school my Tahoe died!! It was going and all of a sudden the engine was going no more. I managed to coast into the center median and there we sat. I was dumbfounded about why my car died until I looked down and noticed that the gas gauge was not anywhere close to F, but rather very close...OK right on and maybe even a smidgen below... E (Mom you can stop laughing now). Now any of you that know me, know that I hate getting gas and I often, okay always, get gas only when my light comes on. However, today I never even noticed my light as I was trying to block the image of my student vomiting from my mind. So as I was sitting in the median, with two kids, one crying because "What are we going to do mommy" and another crying "I miss Nemo...I want to see my fish" I decided that this was a situation that I was not prepared for...in the least. Of course, like every good wife the first person I called was my husband. I thought this was a good idea because normally my husband has the solution to everything. Today this was not so as he told me "You should have looked at your gas gauge"...CLICK...that was the end of that conversation. So then it was onto my girlfriends...none of which were answering their phones. Finally, I called my school and asked for two teachers who I knew lived down my way and would have to pass me. I got a hold of one and he offered to get some gas from the school shed and bring it to me. So after about 40 minutes we were rescued!! Thank goodness we don't have to live in that car and never see our fish again!!
Of course, then I called Dave and told him that we (the kids and I) were going out to dinner and if he wanted he could join us. So all is well that ends well...especially after two glasses of wine at dinner!!
For all of my prayer warriors out there, when you are saying your next prayer would you please ask for my forgiveness of whatever I did to make God mad. I really could use a little Grace!!
Oh and I just want to share a life lesson that one of my bestest friends, Holly, shared with me. Just in case you are like me when it comes to your gas tank please remember "E does not stand for enough!"
With that...I am done for the day...GOOD-NIGHT!!