Locked out

 

 

Yesterday, I locked my keys in the car for the first time ever.

And I will have you know that I have sat here for the better part of a hard candy thinking back, back, back before I made that statement- and I stand by it!  It has never happened before!

 

I am thankful that:

 

a) it was not raining

b) Brian was only 15 minutes away (and answering his phone)

and

c) No one touched the pair of underwear that was mysteriously laying abandoned in the parking space next to us.

 

But, if you look at the picture above, you will see that Samuel found the parking-lot-barkdust to be particularly tasty.

 

 

This lockout did prove to be bad timing, however, as it happened directly after I received my flu shot from the pharmacy inside.  Waaah!  Poor wittle Caitlin and her poor wittle throbbing arm!

And I had asked the pharmacist how long I would have to wait for a flu shot, and she said about 20 minutes.

So I said, tee hee, do you think it could be any sooner?  Or should I go somewhere else, maybe? You see I have these three (jumping, shouting, doughnut-demanding) boys…

She said, “Oh, okay, I would say it will be more like 10 minutes”

and then went ahead and made me wait about 20.

Well played, pharmacist, well played.