A Wonderful Day in the Neighborhood

The day started with me rolling off the air mattress. Rolling off because I couldn't actually sit up. I had no idea just how old my body was actually feeling until I slept on that damn air mattress last night. You see, I did finally get the blasted fire going in the fireplace. After Chris got home, he tried, to no avail, to get the thing going himself. After about 30 minutes of cussing, throwing sticks, twigs, and other stuff, he gave up. He pretty much had it started for me, but I just snuck right in there and got a nice little fire going in about 15 minutes. It was nice and warm. Cozy, almost. Except for having to continually make trips to "poke it". The decision was made to sleep in the den so we I wouldn't have to get up out of bed and go to the den to "poke" the fire. Boy was that ever dumb.


Finally I am up. Finally the kids are up. They are dressed, fed, and I am just getting ready to walk out the door to warm up the car. (Updated seven day forecast to come later....) The phone rings. It's an "unknown caller". I hate those, but I answer it any way because it's like 6:30 in the morning. It's the hubby. The car has broken down. In the middle of the road. In Bowling Green. At a busy, busy intersection. Did I mention it was in the middle of the road? Well, he managed to get it to the curb at that busy intersection. Go ahead and take the kids to the bus, he says. Ok, I say. So off we go...

As I am pulling away from the bus stop, I see that I have NO GAS!! Why thank you dear for taking the car with a full tank and leaving me with the one with less than a quarter of a tank... You are special. I get to town. I get gas. I get to said intersection. What do I see????

That's right. Blue lights. Because out of all the 80,000 people who live in Bowling Green, do you think any of them stopped to see if that broken down car needed any help in the 20 degree weather? Why, hell no they didn't. I would like to take this opportunity to say... kiss it Bowling Green. I pull up and the cop is like, I can call a tow truck for you. Yes, let's not. Last time we had to call a tow truck it cost us $100. No thanks. Two more of these....

...pull up. Great. Could it be more embarrassing? Why yes it could be. Officer #1 blocks three lanes of traffic on 68-80 then the female officer who showed up is not only the officer who used to work for Russellville PD (and has given my husband a ride in her backseat & not that kind of "ride" either)... she drives her car over and blocks three lanes of traffic on Campbell Lane so the other officer and my husband can push the car with me steering it (no power steering by the way because it won't start) across all those lanes of traffic so we can move it to Hardee's.

After all that....

All it needed was a jump start.

Again I say, kiss it Bowling Green citizens for making my day the most wonderful hump day...ever!!!

Updated forecast...

Yes, that's right folks. 4 degrees. Yay.


  1. If it makes you feel any better I was stuck at that EXACT same intersection- except I was coming from the Campbell Lane way- on Friday afternoon- and it wasn't just a jump I needed- it was a transmission-- so I know exactly how you feel. And NO- the Bowling Green bastards did NOT stop to see if they could help a stranded motorist. They all suck ass.

  2. I'm sorry you had such a bad morning. I feel guilty for being in a good mood due to the fact that there are three hours of "Lost" coming on tonite to catch us up on last season. The new season premiere is next Wed. Thank God all you needed was a jump start, you sure wouldn't have gotten any help from B.G.'s finest.