McBummer

So, our journey up to Oregon was interesting. I would say it was a breeze, but my windshield wipers suddenly stopped working on the first day - right in the middle of a rainstorm in BFE....just outside of Sactown.  (Los Banos)  Really, how fitting is that?  My wipers went to shit, in the shitter.  We stopped and sat around with our thumbs up our butts. Dad couldn't figure it out - and I just kept hitting random things under the hood and around the windshield gage. It didn't work.  I got really sad and discouraged, then decided to take Reggie and Naomi and go to a fast food joint, because really - sometimes the only thing to do is eat your feelings.  We sat and ate our feelings for a few minutes, I nursed the baby (he needed to eat his feelings too).  Finally, the rain stopped but there were luminous clouds, so we decided to tread onward.  It was the worst feeling, looking up at mean clouds and thinking it would be forever until we made it up to the big O.  Yes, I just wrote that.  Whoops.  We managed to evade the rain for two hours, and then poof. All of the sudden, after staring at my wipers, which were frozen on my windshield in mid-wipe, they began to work, and we all breathed a sigh of relief.

I am not a cat, but this is the face I made when the wipers wiped out. Thank you Toonses.

We arrived in Redding, I was in such a good mood I decided that I would run out and grab dinner for everyone. I left the kids and my dad at the motel and set forth on my doomed journey, in a strange town, where I don't know where anything is. I clipped the corner of a Nissan Altima as I was turning into a McDonald's. Total McBummer. The only good news is that I was going super slow. It was my fault. I made a last minute lane change and she was in my blind spot. Translation. I was tired and not paying attention and pulled a boner. Her baby was in the backseat screaming and bawling, which made me feel just awesome.  The woman couldn't have been nicer, we exchanged information - I gave that lady everything but my birth cert. and SS# I swear.  Nothing like feeling guilty to get your niceness on.  If I'd had money in my wallet, I would have thrown it all at her, and her angry baby too.  In all seriousness though, I've been hit before, and the other driver just took off like a cat that got dropped in the bathtub.  Leaving me feeling angry and abandoned - so I knew how important it was to be mature and as nice as possible, while apologizing profusely.  Luckily, her car had a very fixable and agreeable dent - mine got the brunt, but it was all aesthetic, so we would live to see another day of traveling without the help of a tow truck! 

Needless to say that I was too upset that evening to "Eat my feelings".   Broken windshield wipers, yes.  Fender Bender...OMG where's the Ambien, I need to forget this day ever happened.  Thank you.

We arrived in style Monday night.  In the middle of a rainstorm, with working wipers, a screaming Reggie, a happy Naomi, and one burnt out mama.  All in all though, it is so nice to be home.  I am taking it all in.  Mt. Hood is in view outside on my morning walks, the Fall foliage is breathtaking, and having family close by is so nice.  (Lots and lots of babysitters!)  I could not have done this without the help of my lovely daughter - who kept her little brother entertained throughout our trip, and my dad - who happily caravanned with us to get us there safely. 

Oh, and another McBummer....last night I gave Reggie some avocado.  So sweet.  He loved it up.  Loved loved loved it.  He is my son after all.  Only, we woke up this morning to this.

So.  Yeah, major McBummer.  BTW, this is not my baby.  This is a random Inteweb baby, whose rash is much worse.