Just another thriling Thursday.

Sorry it has been awhile since my last post. I bet you all were wondering if Georgia finally got me. Nope, I'm a surviver and still going. But let me remind you of a Day in the Life of Erin.

Thursday Morning:

I got up and was running a little late. Nothing new for a Thursday morning. After a quick shower, I put the kettle on for some tea. I went back into the bathroom to put my face on. After a while, I could hear "clinking." It reminded me of tempering metal. I went in the kitchen to check on my kettle and walked in on a ball of flames on the stove. In my rush, I had left the towel on the kettle. Now more a ball of flames than a towel.

My first thought was to grab the fire extinguisher and put out the fire. After about a nanosecond, I completely dismissed the idea. I wasn't going to clean up that mess. I don't have a housekeeper. So I turned off the burner and looked to the sink. Tossing the dirty dishes out, I figured I could maneuver the fire to the sink where I could put water on it.

I went to the drawer to grab my tongs. Standing there with my face about 3 inches from the flames I realized that I have no idea when the last time I used my tongs nor where they were. No problem, I just needed to find two metal utensils. Surely I would have something. Nope, all plastic. I grabbed my only metal utensils, a cheese grater and a non-electric hand mixer.

Slowly, I waked barefoot over the rug with my flaming pile of clothe between my two oddly shaped utensils hoping not to drop anything. I made it to the sink and the fire was out. Too bad the smoke would last for days as my exhaust fan is broken. Ok, time to go to work.

Thursday Lunch:

I figured that I should go out to eat as my little kitchen disaster was still ingrained into my smoky hair. I drove to Partner's Pizza, the local must eat restaurant. The parking lot was packed, like always. I found a spot and pulled in between a car hugging it's line and a van on the other line. It was ok, I don't have a large car and the parking spaces are fairly big. I get out and the van window rolls down and there is a lady and a small girl in it. The lady proceeds to yell at me...

Lady: Your too close to my car! Your six inches from my car!

I was not that close to the van. I could walk between it and my car. But I walk over because hey...I'm slightly masikistic. I did move to Georgia after all.

Me: Is there a problem?
Lady: Your too close to my van!
Me: Well, I am within my lines. Your the one that backed your van in poorly and on top of the line.
Lady: Well the car next to me was poorly parked so I had to park bad too.
Me: Um...ok what do you want me to do?
Lady: Well no one can get in the van.
Me: Do you have people coming to get in your van? (as I didn't really understand why she was just parked and sitting in the parking lot.)
Lady: Well I don't want to hit you. It would be bad if I scrapped the side of your car pulling out.
Me: Um...do you want me to move my car?
Lady: No no...I just don't think I can get her (little girl) in her car seat. I guess I will just have to pull out and then put her in her car seat.
Me: Do you want me to move my car, because I will if you want me to.
Lady: No No...I guess I will just have to pull out of the stall straight.
Me: Um...ok. (Like how else was she planning on getting out of the stale?)

I turned and walked away. The van stayed by my car until I got up to pay for my lunch. I can report that I had no scratches on my car. Good thing for that crazy lady.

Thursday Evening:

I closed up the office and was on my way outside to go home when all of a sudden the helicopter landed in the parking lot. Ug...I had to get going to make it to the gym. So I get in my car and wait. Is this guy going to turn off the blades or what? Well finally I gave up and just start my car. I slowly maneuver under the turning blades as the pilot looks at me. "Yeah, buddy this is a parking lot not a landing pad," I said to him knowing that he can't hear me. I ran off to the gym and hoped I can manage not to punch myself in the face during kickboxing. Then home to hid under my bed and wait for the next exciting day to start.