Saturday, March 18, 2006

New definition of nightmare

Alone on an airplane with a very squirmy 11-month-old. With your head in a bag labeled "for motion discomfort." Fervently hoping just one bag will suffice.

Yeah, that sucked. Then, on the way home from the airport, with the entire family in the car, now including two whiny kids, and the splitting headache and the barfy stomach and the eyes feeling like balls of fire because of the four hours total of sleep the night before, be sure your car gets REAR-ENDED a mile from your house.

People fine, car almost fine and will be repaired free of charge, but that was just something I did not need.

2 comments:

mothergoosemouse said...

Oh my. Yeah, that pretty much sucks. I hope you are feeling better, and I am really sorry about the accident. Glad it wasn't serious, but still...completely unfair.

Mrs. Wheezer said...

Boy, do you know how to have a lousy time! So glad the people are fine, and I hope the car is fixed quickly.