Friday, May 07, 2010

PB4UGO

Spiff often tells me that when he is an anesthesiologist, he wants a personalized license plate that says N2B8R. He also wants one that says PB4UGO. I thought of that today when I was stuck in bumper to bumper construction traffic on the highway and I regretted my decision to just hold it until I got home.

I went to a mall with a good friend today so she could retrieve the purse she left at Cabela's last night. It was supposed to be a short trip, there and back, with a stop at the play structure so the kids could run around. Out and back, before lunch and naps.

But it wasn't.

We missed our exit on the way there and had to call a friend to give us directions. My friend's camera was dropped and broken on the way into Cabela's, one week before her son's 1st birthday. We stopped to play at the structure only to discover that all three kids were ravenously hungry and weren't up to playing. We went in search of food and missed the entrance to the food court. By the time we got them all fed, they were tired, and we were in a hurry to get them back in the car and home before a meltdown occurred. I thought about visiting the ladies' facility, but in my need to avoid critical mass, I decided to hold it for the relatively short drive home.

And then we missed our exit on the way home (purely because we weren't paying attention) and ended up across the river and into the neighboring state.

Since we had gone so far from our missed exit, we decided to keep on going and go home on a different highway, which turned out to be 12 extra miles. After finding that highway, we turned homeward and got stuck in construction traffic, 15 more miles from home. At which point both younger kids woke up from their way-too-short naps. Sigh.

It was a terribly funny day, and we got a good laugh. And when I got home, I was oh so happy to see my bathroom, though naturally it was too late.

3 comments:

cfg said...

They've just announced a Cabelas will be built at Gateway Mall. Who needs the Porland zoo when I can look at stuffed animals. My friend told me that those perfect trophy animals are actually amalgams of many animals. She used the word clones, but I don't think you can clone a dead animal.

Spaceman Spiff said...

You can take genetic material from a dead animal and turn it into a live one, that's how they made the dinosaurs in the historical drama Jurassic Park.

Kev and Chels said...

It was too late, as in you peed your pants?!! Hope not:) That does sound like a frustrating but hilarious chain of events to look back on after a LONG day!