Kim and I have been getting together every week to watch Desperate Housewives, lately. (Yes, I watch DH...get over it!) Usually
she comes over
here because my boys go to bed earlier than hers do. And, let's face it, I have fewer of them. Ha! Last night we decided to watch it at
her house on their new, big, flat screen!
DH in HD,
baby! Well...
I was driving on the dark back roads to her house when...
I RAN OUT OF GAS!!!! (Are you freakin' kidding me!?) I pulled off to the side of the dimly lit road, just in time for the van to die completely and "@*%#!" to escape my lips! I then said a quick prayer for protection and
reception and called Bryan to rescue me. (Notice the prayer came
after the expletive. Whatever. Thank GOD for cell phones!) Fortunately, Bryan just happened to have a gas can with gas in it that he had gotten for the lawn mower! (I guess it's a
good thing he didn't actually get around to mowing the lawn this weekend..!?) I said, "You'll have to wake up the boys and throw them in the car and bring me some gas! And, PLEASE HURRY!" (Not only was I not comfortable sitting on that dark road by myself, but DH was about to start! Ha ha!)
Moments later, a cop pulled up behind me, which I was kind of expecting. I
was on that road that is always teaming with cops, and I
did pray for protection, after all! He came up to the window and said, "Is everything ok?"
I said, "I ran out of gas!" By that point I was totally laughing! (What can I say? It's what I do.)
He said to me, "
Really? People still
do that!?" Nice.
He was actually very funny and very nice...and, as he was very quick to point out after checking my license...younger than me! (Thanks. He also liked my "soccer mom mobile"!) So, anyway, he stayed with me until Bryan got there and we talked
Desperate Housewives! Turns out, he's a fan! Awesome.
Kim just got Direct TV, so she was able to pause it till I got there. (Phew!) So, after
my "
Desperate Housewife" moment was over, we were able to settle in with some cheesecake and brownies and enjoy the show!