Thursday, September 3, 2009

Ohhhh what a morning ....


Color code for today's blog:
Handsome Husband
Girly Girl
Mrs. Hill Billy

So.......
this morning I decided to take a walk....
it was such a crisp.... feels like fall ......I feel like taking a walk.....type of morning.
So I started walking....and walking and walking....
6miles later....
I ended up back at my car
ummmm.....
where's my key?
CRAP...I dropped the key....
somewhere on the 6 mile walk....

See, everyone in this house is into "electronics"
I can't stand electronics.... they make me grouchy....
kinda like my vegetable garden makes my handsome husband grouchy....
cause why can't we be like everyone else in the neighborhood and have blah...landscaping and fit in ....and why do we have corn growing in the backyard?...it's weird...nobody else has corn or 60 tomato plants and fricken rows and rows of raspberry bushes that even Sasquatch would get lost in? Why woman....why?

So....handsome husband loaded HIS ipod with songs for me so I could go walking.....
and during my walk Tom Petty's American Girl song came on.....just the kinda song that makes you want to run....(and I don't run) so the song came on and I started running (downhill of course)....and that's when I think the key fell out of my coat and into/onto________?

During my brief 3 minute downhill run I passed 2 groups of school kids waiting for the bus, 1 creepy man waiting at the bus stop, 1 man mowing a lawn and 1 woman walking her dog. And an elderly lady walking with hiking poles....uphill.......

So ....if you had just walked 6 miles (and were about ready to fall over) and discovered you lost your key...what would you do?

really..... what would you do?

I called Mrs. Hill Billy and asked where she was....
I'll be back in town in about an hour....I can help you look then...
Ya....like I'm gonna sit here on the side of the road and wait.....
So I start walking .....trying to re trace my steps....
Then I called Girly Girl.....
"Where are you....you have to come resuce me"
YOU ARE A DORK>>>>I'm at Target.....I'll come get you in a few minutes....key word here is "few minutes"
So I tell her where I am and I keep walking......looking everywhere for the key...
I keep walking and walking until I thought ...where the heck is Girly Girl...what's taking her so long...
Then I sent her a text:

Mavis: I'm still looking ...come get me
Girly Girl: I'm pulling out of target...hold ur horses
Mavis:....need water...about to...... fall over
Girly Girl: Stop walking you ...(bad word)....
Mavis:I can't stop walking...my legs will cramp up
Girly Girl: suck it up saddle bags
Mavis: Oh wait...I see something....sh*t...it's just a pine cone
Girly Girl: where are you?

....she finally found me....I say finally found me cause she actually stopped to buy herself a latte first ......nice.....way to hurry up there......I'll remember that.

she picked me up....we looked for the key some more then she brought me home.
......and left me there...
then I realized I needed her to drive me BACK TO MY CAR with my spare key...
She said I'd have to wait....she had to feed the baby...
so an hour later she picks me back up and takes me to the car.

Still convinced my key is laying on the ground somewhere (I think I'm actually dehydrated and delirious at this point) I went looking for it a little more....and after walking a total of 12 miles this morning I finally gave up.

no...that was not a type o......I said 12 miles...

no key.....I wonder where my key is?

Did one of the school kids pick it up?
Did Creepy bus stop guy take it?
Elderly lady with the walking sticks...does she collect keys?

My husband said "don't worry....I'm sure someone will turn it in"

What?

Where would they "turn it in to?"

This is not the airport.

There is no lost and found section.

***Moral of the story.....electronics suck...if I had not been listing to the ipod on my walk I would not have lost my key.....cause I would of heard the darn thing drop!***





3 comments:

  1. I am so sorry that this made me laugh. It sounds terrible. Not sure this is the right time to offer encouragement. You just go ahead and feel as frustrated as you need to. We'll talk about it later.:-)

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  2. Thyhand & MamaJJ: Yes...I'm pathetic.....who has cake?....cause I'm ready for the pity party......

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