The day my brain just broke….

So we all have days like these. One lesson I am learning, (and have learned) over and over again in my life, is sometimes you just can’t worry about things, they are out of your control. Live life, and love it, but sometimes it is hard to stop and remember that….especially when you do stupid things. One after another, after another.

So yesterday was a LONG day, because my brain broke. Pure and simple. Occasionally we all have days like these, but this one was a doozie of a day…and one I want to forget…but yet I know that recording is part of the learning process, and I want to learn this lesson so I don’t have to repeat it again! (and I am sure some day this will be funny.)

SO LETS BEGIN ON TUESDAY….

If my brain was working, I would have not put all 3 sets of keys in different bags, then placed them in the car, instead of putting one in my pocket, or someplace else.

If my brain was working, I would have realized that although my children had been in the car, for what seemed like hours to them and although they were dying to get out and feed the ducks, we really weren’t in that big of a hurry.

If my brain was working I would have not grabbed my camera, food for the ducks, my children, then slammed all the doors. I would have realized that all three sets of keys were inside the car, that I just locked up.

If my brain was working I would have sunblocked the kids and myself before starting the day like I usually do, instead of bringing the sunblock with me in the car.

If my brain was working, I would have realized that the food/drinks we had just purchased to eat for a picnic lunch for my sisters birthday, were sitting on an angle on the front seat of the car just tipping enough to cause the liquid to leak out, especially the Wendys chocolate frosties, to slowly drip onto the seat. Eventually causing a nice little puddle. And it was a hot day, hot enough that I really wanted that frosty. Not the melted one, but the thought of a nice refreshing cold one.

If my brain was working, I would not have asked my sister to bring hangers with her when she came to have lunch (the lunch she never got to eat by the way) so I could try to use those hangers to unlock the car. I don’t know how to use hangers to do that, why would I ask her to bring ’em? Because my brain was broken. Nothing like a birthday picnic with out the food, sorry again Amy!

If my brain had been working, I would have made the children save the bread we had brought to feed the ducks, so they could eat it. Where are my survival skills. It’s a good thing we weren’t just dropped someplace like in the Sahara or something….oh.






If my brain had been working, I would have realized that letting your children run around in the hot sun, chasing the birds, not only makes the children hot but also thirsty. I would have encouraged them to sit under a shady tree, and watch the foul. Nope. Silly Brain.

If my brain had been working, when my sweet sister in law showed up with sunblock and water, I would have applied the sunblock to myself. (I remembered the children). Thank goodness she came, she graciously watched the children at the playground, while I waited, and waited, and waited for the locksmith.

If my brain had been working, I would have not been as frustrated at the situation, and been able to think logically.

If my brain had been working, I would have just been rude to a man who kept driving past me and kept looking at me as I sat pathetically by my car. This man after staring at me, as he circled around many times, then proceeded to get out of his truck blow snot on the grass, then using inappropriate vocabulary, try to start up a conversation and ‘pick me up’. Although his missing front teeth were attractive, (And let’s not forget to mention the fact he was blowing snot, and etc.), I decided to try to end the conversation as quickly as possible, and hope that my sister in law could see me, or the tree hugger man who was feeding the ducks behind me would save me if this weird man tried to abduct me.

If my brain was working I would have realized that the crazy locksmith called from 3 different numbers, came in a car (almost 2 hours later) with a weird license plate, then gave me a receipt with yet another different telephone number on it. My brain was working a little better at this point, and I began to feel a little anxious about this ‘shady man’ and then began to worry he may be try to steal my credit card information.

If my brain had been working, I would have realized that the price he charged me was an large amount of money, and later was informed that often times police will come open it for free.

It my brain had been working, as I loaded my children in the car, I would have realized that Truman was drinking the ranch dressing that was meant to be dipping sauce for his chicken nuggets. Well, lets be honest, maybe at this point I did realize he was drinking it, but at this point, I didn’t care….

If my brain had been working, I would have realized when we picked up the baseball mitt that Tucker needed for T-ball Practice that evening, that it was a LEFTY mitt, and my son is right handed. Yep, I am embarrassed to admit, I even had him try it on…

I didn’t even get to take that good of pictures, so there are a few, but I blame the lack of good pictures on the fact that my brain was broken….I was just glad to climb in bed last night….grateful that for a majority of my life my brain works well, and the remembrance that because of the bitter we know the joy…. Man did today (Wednesday) seem joyful, my brain functioned better. Therefore by default it was a delightful day.

**I forgot to mention that my sweetheart helped me call the locksmiths, and dealt with my crazy, broken brain, thanks sweets! I am sure he was ready for a good nights sleep last night too! **