Houston.....we have a moron

And that moron would be me. Why am I moron?? There are so many reasons. But I think last nights episode really takes the cake…or the chex mix given that was my last moron move.

I go over to the parentals last night. Mom asks if I want to go to Hitler’s to visit (Ava was at a football camp all week for his high school team- and he ABONDONED Hitler for an ENTIRE WEEK with a sick Boo…good job Ava…hope watching high school boys playing with their balls was worth it) and see the stinky Boo. We tootle over to Hitler’s, Boo’s eating dinner, Hunka-Hunka Burning B (Ava’s brother) was there too. We chat, we socialize. Hunka-Hunka leaves, I give Boo a bath….Hitler needs to run to the gas station, mom wants an iced latte (non fat, ½ caf, iced with no ice…good lord), so Hitler asks if I want to do the quick run with her, mom will stay with the stinky Boo boy. I move my car- and hop into Hitler’s….we go to the gas station, get the beverage for mom, and Hitler decides to stop at Subway to get dinner for her and Ava (who was to be arriving home that night from the football camp).

We come back and I hear a car running- I say something about Ava getting back earlier than expected…No, it wasn’t Ava. IT WAS MY CAR!!!! When I moved my car for Hitler to drive, I left it running, with the doors locked and the only set of keys in the ignition, and window cracked about ½ an inch. MOTHER FUCKER!!!!

I ask Hitler for a wire hanger to try and push the widow buttons or the locks or something. Hitler makes a Joan Crawford wire hanger comment (No wire hangers EVER!!!!!!). She comes back outside- and we can’t get enough pressure for any of the buttons with the hanger. I think maybe a spatula or something that’s more solid. As I walk through the garage I see a crowbar!! Surely that will work. Luckily the window was open enough for the crowbar to fit in, and the angle of the non-hooky side was able to reach the latch for the back window…

WINDOW DOWN!!!!

CAR DOOR OPEN!!!!

I crawl in the back seat get my keys and go inside!!

PRAISE JESUS!!!!

It only took half hour or so.

Go me.

I swear to God, being a blonde is painful and not for the weak of heart.

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