Wacky Wednesday – Gas Hole

Breast Cancer isn’t really very funny. Parenthood, however, I will admit can be really really funny. And I do try to laugh at myself as often as possible. When you combine That Girl, That Guy, and My Girls, you get a pretty Wacky life. When I was a child, probably when I was learning to read, one of my favorite books was “Wacky Wednesday” by Dr. Seuss. Since we constantly talk about how wacky my oldest is, some Wednesdays I will be sharing what I think are pretty Wacky stories, quotes, and silliness from our lives. Enjoy!

We live in an area where it snows. For most people, you drive when you have to, and you just do it carefully until it becomes unsafe to go out. This is That Guy’s category. Then there are people who get super anxious about it, but do it anyway. I’m in that category. Then there are people that have huge SUVs with brand new tires and are still freaking out white knuckled and holding their breath with the first 1/4″ on the ground. That’s my mom’s category.

Our area had a bit of snow forecasted and I had an appointment that could not be missed. We all went out and on the way home to my house, my mom needed gas. We were honestly leaving the appointment where the Incident occurred and had been laughing pretty hard right before we got to the gas station. Needless to say we were a little wound up. That Little Girl was quite concerned about what number gas station we were pulling up to and it took me a bit, but she really meant the number on the pump. My mom pulled up to the pump (#4 for those who are interested) and hopped out to get her gas.

Next thing I know, my mom is back, hopping in the car, and sputtering about the gashole. Now say that fast outloud if you must but my immediate thought was “Who in the world crossed this woman!?! And since when is she so feisty to come up with a Ben-nifer like name like Gas-hole for those who aren’t considerate at the gas station?” Then That Little Girl started asking Grandma about “What Gashole?” and I couldn’t even stand it. More laughing to tears and not able to catch my breath. Seemed like Gashole was said about thirty times while my mom turned that car back around so that her “Gas hole” was on the same side as the pump.

Pssst, Mom, pretty sure your fuel door is indicated on your fuel gauge.


  1. Was this her?


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