Monday, August 25, 2008

The Joy of Dead Batteries

This morning I was awoken by my wonderful husband, Todd. Though I was happy to hear his voice his reason for calling soon darkened my mood. It seemed that it the midst of quickly exiting his car last night, I failed to turn off the car completely AND withdraw my keys from the ignition. In my defense- I had just returned from taking Caleb's friend to his dad, filled up the gas tank for Todd and made a quick stop into Rite aid to get some last minute drinks for our friends who were on their way over.

All excuses aside, Todd had gotten into his car at 5:00 am and upon discovering that his car was dead, he left me a note and took off to work in my car instead.

If I had only planned to stay around the house today, it would have been okay. Unfortunately, I had made plans to meet a friend from high school and her four kids at Stony Creek Park. So, I did what any woman would do, I called my dad.

My awesome Dad, who was thankfully home, came over within 30 minutes and not only brought a battery charger, but he cleaned off the battery, stuck around and watched the news with me while we waited and then stayed for a few minutes after we got the car started to make sure it stayed running.

I was only about 20 minutes late for our park "date" and in the end, my friend still arrived after us. I did have to pay to enter the park because Todd does not have a metro park pass, but I figure the four dollars I had to pay was worth being able to spend a nice afternoon catching up with an old friend and allowing our children to make new friends as well.


At 10:35 PM, Blogger Mariana said...

Well as a mom I think that your excuses are justified lol! My husband does not always agree when I have lost my keys at the zoo or locked them in the car for the 15th time or even left the car door open all evening for him to find when he got home!

At 9:40 AM, Blogger Kimmy said...

LOL, I'm glad I'm not the only one!

At 10:47 AM, Anonymous Amy said...

Your dad rocks!


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