one more day

A little over a year ago I broke my car key in the driver side door of itty bitty trying to unlock it. Cowboy Flowers rescued me from the HEB parking lot and my mom drove down the next day to bring me my spare key. I have never heard of this happening. Last night I did it again. This time Mister rescued me and my mom by bringing us the spare key. 

sad key

 Today at lunch I had to slam on my brakes to avoid hitting a truck that cut me off. A venti starbucks coffee went flying and spilled all over the passenger side of itty bitty. It couldn't have been my small frappuccino, it had to be the giant, hot, not for me but for someone at work, venti coffee. If I am ever tired again I can just go sit in my car for five minutes, I'm pretty sure the smell will wake me up.

Clearly Itty Bitty is upset with me. Could be that she knows I am dreaming of a new-to-me car, could be that she is ready to go to sleep permanently and does not understand why I am constantly waking her up. 

When I do eventually get a new car, I would LOVE one of these

One more work day and vacation officially starts!!!! A few last minute things to pick up tonight and then a pile of laundry that I am pretty sure currently reaches the ceiling... whoops!