I ventured out of my little town today. Thanks to my GPS it was more eventful than it was supposed to be.
Ok, I know what you are thinking. That you are about to read some long drawn out story about how I was lost for hours thanks to the GPS. Well, hate to disappoint you. It was only 15 minutes.
But still, I was ticked that A) the silly thing didn’t recognize the frontage road (thinking it was the freeway) and B), it thought I needed to go 5 miles down to flip around when 1 mile would have done the trick.
Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE that my Smartphone has a built-in GPS. I think this is one of the best inventions in years. It is awesome when it works well.
But today… I wanted to smash that woman’s face. You know, the one that tells you “Right turn, in .5 miles”. Point 5 miles my ass.
Besides, what fool puts their business in the middle of no where and on a frontage road you have to turn into a hotel parking lot and then cross over to their building? What fool, puts their business on a road that if you miss the turn in, you have to go down a mile to attempt pass 2? I’ll tell ya what fool…The one I had to visit today. Thank god it was my first and only time.
I still love my damn GPS, but we just aren’t on speaking terms for a few days.
I’m still pissed at the bitch…
~~~till we laugh again~~~
Well, if you have been waiting on pins and needles to find out what happened to my mom’s keys, I can tell you that after hours and hours and hours (I suspect minutes) my mother finally came to the conclusion that a Spirit must have taken her keys.
She serious by the way……
She started this theory last night as she had a strong feeling someone didn’t want her back out on the road yesterday (they must have seen her driving abilities).
Personally, I think she’s right. I think my grandmother who passed this time of year was just letting her know she was thinking of her. You see, one of the keys was to my Grandmother’s old car.Coincidence??? Hmmm, you decide.
Then this morning. My “Pops” decided to join in the hunt and low and behold he found the keys in some little tiny hidden corner. So at this point, I’m thinking, if it wasn’t my grandmother thinking she was funny, it might have been him. I’m just saying. And if it was him, he might be joining my grandmother in the afterlife becuase I think my mom would kill him.
At the end of the day. Crisis is over. Thanks for all of your help looking around the internet for them.
PS. My mom really does see spirits. Maybe someday we can do a few posts on those. (That is if I get to live for making fun of her again two days in a row)
Love ya Mommy 😀
Love, your #1 Brat
~~~Till we laugh again~~~