Okay, so I'm typing away on a short story when my daughter calls.
Mel - Mom! Brooklynn (the baby) woke up with a fever of 104! I'm taking her to the doctor now. Cary's giving me a ride, but I don't know how I'll get home because Cary has to go back to Ocilla.
me - I'm sure Daddy can pick you up, if he's working in town.
Moments later, Mel calls back, angry - Daddy can't pick us up! Now what am I going to do?
me - Do you want me to call a taxi?
Mel - No, I'll call Shan (her sister) and see if she can leave work long enough to run us to your house.
Mel calls back in minutes - Okay, we lucked out. Shan is on her way to the kids' school for a Thanksgiving program. She'll pick you up and you can drop her off at the school and then come and get us.
me - I'll have to get dressed. I'm still in my nightshirt.
Mel - You don't have time! Shan will be there in just a sec! You won't have to get out of the car, so no one will see you.
As soon as I hang up the phone, Shan is at my house.
me - Let me drive so I won't have to get out. I'm not dressed.
Shan - That door won't open from the inside, so you'll have to get out, anyway.
I didn't have time for this to sink in, and I jump in the car with her and we get to the school.
She parks right in front, and she walks around to let me out of the passenger side. (I couldn't slide over because of the huge console.) I'm in a nightshirt, with no bra and no shoes. Parents arriving for the program are staring at me. I try to slide quickly in the driver's seat, but the door is locked!! Now I'm on exhibit in front of God and everyone. I had to yell for Shan to let me in the car, drawing even more attention to myself. Of course, she was guffawing at my predicament.
And if all this weren't bad enough, I didn't know where the doctor's office was, and Shan had my cell phone. I went to where I thought it was, but Mel and Brooklynn weren't there. I thought maybe they had gone to the nearby emergency room, but they weren't there, either. I returned three times to the imagined office, but no Mel. I noticed Shan's gas tank was almost on E. I rode around to all the doctors' offices in the area, and finally, I saw Mel and the baby waiting by the road. She was NOT a happy camper, and neither was I!
Ah, the adventures of motherhood and grandparenthood!
That settles it. One of these days I'm going to have to drop by Georgia and give you a hug (your hubby will chaperon this event).
Wow - what we do for our kids eh!
I once rushed to the ER when one of my kids had been rushed in and wondered why everyone was staring at me - I'd only put on one black shoe and one brown shoe!!!
That is so funny! I guess the moral to the story is keep a bra and pants near you at all times!
CR, my mom told me to always have on clean undies, but she forgot to mention the bra and shoes! lol
This reminds me of a funny story from years back. I was the accompanist for a high-school choir, and all of us were on the bus heading to a competition.
One of the girls called the choir director over to tell her that she realized she had forgotten that morning to put a bra on. (She said, I wondered why I was feeling so comfortable!)
So, as we got near the college where the competition was to be held, all of the girls on the bus were instructed to look for a Wal-Mart or K-Mart. We found one; the bus stopped there; the director went inside with the student, and that story had a happy ending too.
I'm heading off to check out your short story now.
Only you, habee, only you! I think you should forget about whatever short story you were writing, and just write this up instead!
PS - I hope Mel was kind enough to fill the gas tank for you, so you didn't have to do it yourself!
Actually, this story has a happy ending. The baby is better (prolly just a virus, the doc said), and Melissa is now wrapping presents for me as compensation for my embarrassing experience!
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