Wacky Wednesday – Windy Wednesday

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!

A few weeks ago, my girls and I were waiting for my mom to come up so we could go run a few errands. She was a little later getting to our house since she had to detour, because a car had run into a small store near their home. Luckily, from what she has heard, no one was hurt. Off we went to run errands in my car with my brand new tire. I had recently had a tire blow out spontaneously with both my girls in the car. Luckily we were not too far from a dealership, and I was able to get in there and super luckily they had a rental available and helped me out immediately! So you could say there were random car mishaps happening around us and they always say these types of things happen in threes. We should have been expecting it. Especially on a gray drizzly windy day!

When we got to the shopping center there were plenty of open spots. It had already been determined I would just be running in to do a couple returns. I pulled into a spot and, for whatever reason unlike my preference every other time, I did not pull through. I always pull through. Apparently it runs in the family and this move actually has a nickname after my grandmother to other friends! Who doesn’t love a pull through spot so you don’t have to backup, really?! But like I said, this particular day, I just didn’t. The spot across the aisle, had I pulled through, had a car backing out. The car beyond that spot was doing the pull through as that person pulled out. There was just a lot going on. So, no pull through. That Baby was asleep in the backseat, That Little Girl was chatting with my mom, and into the store I went.

As I was walking out of the store and approaching the back of my car, I heard what sounded like a plastic bottle crumpling. But much louder. By this time I was at the driver’s side door and getting in the car as I processed what I had heard. My mom asked me what I had done as I got in, since she had heard it, too. As she asked, I looked ahead of us and there were two cars ahead of me, but one was only a bit pulled into the spot and directly adjacent to the other. Like touching and mirror pushed right up and off adjacent. Well, that’s strange since that spot was empty when we got there. The goofy car was in my pull through spot afterall. It took a minute to process what I was seeing as I was talking to my mom and getting settled in the car. I asked, “Did you see anything?” She said, “No, That Little Girl asked me to google such and such. I was looking it up on my phone.” Such and such was something about the weather or outer space. I can’t remember anymore. Either way, somehow both of them missed the fact that a car ROLLED TOWARD THEM ACROSS A PARKING LOT AISLE AND NEARLY INTO THE SPOT ACROSS FROM THEM! Both cars were just scrunched up together on the side with mirrors all here and there. Apparently, someone left it in neutral and the wind got it going? I have no idea. So how rough would it be to come out to find that your car was hit? The rolling car guy came out while we were there after another bystander left a note on the properly parked car with the rolling car’s license plate and brief description of what we saw. I’m not a great lip reader, but I’d say it was not “Trucking sun on a bridge” that he said.

Morals of the story: My mom is super observant and always on guard to protect my kids (kidding, she totally is) and maybe use your brake on windy days.

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