Episode of Idiocy

Those of you who know me well, know that about 4 or 5 times a year, I do something incredibly stupid. On Tuesday, I had another one of my quarterly lapses of intelligence. After picking up a few groceries at Trader Joe's I wheeled my purchases out to the parking lot. I propped my cart against the van and proceeded to buckle Tyler in his car seat. If you have ever been to La Crescenta, you know that the entire town is dangling precariously on the side of a mountain. (The parking lot at Trader Joe's is practically vertical.) Just as I got Tyler secured, my cart started careening pell-mell down the hill. It kept gathering speed and momentum until it slammed into another parked car. Youch! I went running after it, limbs flying, like a deranged pelican. But alas--it was too late. My naughty cart had left a hefty dent in the parked car. Luckily (or unluckily depending on how you look at it), the owner of the "now dented" automobile was sitting in her car. Hadn't she heard the monstrous bang? I tapped on her window and after frantically gesturing, she lowered her window about a quarter of an inch. She was reluctant to leave her vehicle to look at the dent or even talk about it at all. When I finally convinced her to assess the damage, she just shrugged and said, "oh, it's nothing," in a listless manner. What?! If some psycho dented my car with a run-away cart, I would engrave their insurance, name, and phone number on my arm if I had to!

This led Rance and I to form several wild conclusions: 1) She was really a criminal fleeing the law. 2) It was not really her car, but her ex-boyfriend's and she has been listening to that Carrie Underwood song way too much. Or, 3) Californians hate rainy and cold weather so much that it's not worth standing outside for a nanosecond more then is absolutely necessary--no matter what.

Whatever the case, I guess I got a "get out of jail free" pass for this "episode of idiocy." I doubt I will be so fortunate next time. In closing, I just want you to know that it is hereditary and not nearly as bad as the time my mom was wearing a Water Bra and it was punctured while she was working on a patient at the dentist office...