My daily adventures requires me to drop off and pick up one of the kids I watch. Yesterday, I was just a little early and got a great pick up spot at the very front - like 4 cars back - of the carpool lane. I turn my key off but leave it on just enough so that the little boys can still watch a movie. I hop in the back of the car to hold my teething and miserable baby. Just as the principal is about to begin his dismissal, I start to put Kyler in his car seat and hear my car go click, click, and die. I quickly finish buckling and race to the driver side just hoping that when I turn the key it will miraculously turn over. THAT IS NOT MY LUCK. To make the story even more interesting, I have been toying with the idea of buying a different car. The car we have needs some repairs and so for the last 2 weeks I have been bugging Heath to look at newer cars and he keeps putting me off - yes, for good reason! So when I get in the car yesterday I notice the SERVICE ENGINE SOON light on and immediately call Heath and stop by his work and still am insisting that we LOOK for a different car. So, anyways, when the car dies I am just certain that is more than just the battery, but try to quickly decide what to do. I look over to my left and see about 50 other cars just waiting for their turn to be in my spot and see a nice looking man (out of about 45 women drivers) and decide to head across the street to see if by chance he has any jumper cables ... no luck, he has given them to his wife ... what a guy. So I head to the next car, no cables. AGHHHH, I so wished I had a sign just like the guy in the picture above!! I head back to the car. By this time the cars had begun moving and like 5 teachers were yelling, WHO"S CAR IS THIS?? I am trying to keep my cool, but so want to run and hide as the children are pouring out of school, the cars are being loaded, and I am creating the hold up of the smooth flowing carpool process the school has established!! One of the teachers then offers me her jumper cables and the others decide I have to be pushed out of the way! Oh my! I jump into my car and can't get it to move into neutral so I push the brake and get it to move and we are off. What a sight! 4 Lady teachers, most in dresses, pushing the retarded lady who killed her car battery all while the students cheer them on by yelling PUSH, PUSH, PUSH, PUSH. They get me out of the way and the nice guy that I had asked for cables gives me a jump. WHEW, it started and I was on my way. Oh, what a day!
