the longest trip ever...
made to Walmart in the history of my trips to Walmart took place tonight. OH. MY. GOD. A little ice on the roads here and people LOSE THEIR FREAKING HEADS! At 4:20 this afternoon, a trip that usually takes seven, eight minutes max took FORTY-TWO minutes. Caleb fell asleep within in the first ten minutes. Logan kept chiming in with, "are we there yet?" and "I thought we were going to Walmart." Logan ended up falling asleep about five minutes before I crept into the parking lot. We made a mad dash around the store to grab the necessities: milk, wipes and dipes (yes, STILL buying wipes and dipes), bathroom things and stuff to cook for supper. Twenty minutes and $100 later we ran back out to the truck and loaded up, ready to head home.
I decided to turn left from the parking lot to head home the usual way...HOOGANTIC mistake. Spent thirty minutes inching along a stone's throw screaming obscenities at the B. E. M. who felt the need to be ON my bumper the whole thirty minutes we were on the road together...everytime I looked into my rear-view I could see her drifting toward my bumper, coming to a stop just millimeters from impact. I seriously thought after the first two times it happened she would have given herself at least a half a car length to work with. But she didn't. Asshole. Made a U-turn just before the vein in my forehead exploded and headed back toward I-35 where we inched all the way home. The frontage road at the exit to our turn off is very steep. Steep and covered in ice with tiny little economy cars scattered all about it. I suddenly began to appreciate my Grand Cherokee and its gigantic gas tank all over again and then to miss my old V-8 4x4. After a few other trucks and SUVs managed their way around the mess, I followed suit and finally pulled into my garage at 7:05pm.
If I had any whiskey in the house right now, I'd be double fisting it, but instead we're popping popcorn and watching The Incredibles. I am also going to attempt working on some Christmas presents too...we shall see...since both boys caught catnaps after 4pm it's probably going to be a late night!
I decided to turn left from the parking lot to head home the usual way...HOOGANTIC mistake. Spent thirty minutes inching along a stone's throw screaming obscenities at the B. E. M. who felt the need to be ON my bumper the whole thirty minutes we were on the road together...everytime I looked into my rear-view I could see her drifting toward my bumper, coming to a stop just millimeters from impact. I seriously thought after the first two times it happened she would have given herself at least a half a car length to work with. But she didn't. Asshole. Made a U-turn just before the vein in my forehead exploded and headed back toward I-35 where we inched all the way home. The frontage road at the exit to our turn off is very steep. Steep and covered in ice with tiny little economy cars scattered all about it. I suddenly began to appreciate my Grand Cherokee and its gigantic gas tank all over again and then to miss my old V-8 4x4. After a few other trucks and SUVs managed their way around the mess, I followed suit and finally pulled into my garage at 7:05pm.
If I had any whiskey in the house right now, I'd be double fisting it, but instead we're popping popcorn and watching The Incredibles. I am also going to attempt working on some Christmas presents too...we shall see...since both boys caught catnaps after 4pm it's probably going to be a late night!
posted by Amy at 6:32 PM
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