. . . floor of the garage! Yep, that’s right, the other day I took off the mirror on my car as I was pulling out of the garage. SH*T, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t is apparently what came out of my mouth. Seriously, I think I am just preparing my husband for all the asinine accidents he’s going to have to endure once our girls turn 16! D@MNIT!
So here’s what I learned about driving while it’s raining in San Diego (which, if you live in other parts of the country the dangers of this are comparable to driving in a blizzard) and you’re distracted by your three children:
1) Be sure to call your husband immediately and tell him what you have done. If you do not, rest assured that the first thing your oldest child will tell him when he gets home is that you wrecked your car and you “used the ‘s’ word TEN TIMES." She’s just lucky I didn’t say mother f*#&er!!!!
2) When you are driving around the next day without the mirror on one side of your car, yes, you will look like an idiot and you will freeze your @$& off because who knew that when you take the mirror off there are three little holes where your mirror used to be.
I should probably lose my license, and thank God for Husband from Heaven who puts up with all my car crash shenanigans.
I also feel that I need to apologize. We’ve been on vacation and so busy lately that I just haven’t had time to create family adventures or write about the mishaps that we’ve had. So, I apologize for not having more posts. But, I promise, we’ll be back soon with some doozies!!! J