So I thought I’d tell you my funny story of the day: Joash was stuck in town last night and needed a place to crash, so he came over around 10:30pm. He was on his way to Taos when his jalopy urban beast of a station wagon broke down, so he headed to the rental car agency to get a car. Well, about five minutes out of town, he blew a tire! So he called the rental car crew (after being picked up by another friend) and got an exchange vehicle. By this time, however, it was stinkin’ late and he didn’t really feel like driving to Taos, so he decided to hang out at the Horlbeck Hotel.

After having a great time sharing his story this morning, we all got ready to leave. Mark left for work, so Joash and I ate breakfast, packed up, and started to head out the door.

I told him I’d say goodbye to him outside because I had to set the house alarm.

So I locked the front door, set the alarm, grabbed my purse and lunch, locked the back door, and slam! As soon as the back door shut I realized I left my keys inside! AGH!!!! I was now officially locked out of the house. With no hide-a-key. So I opened the garage door, and thankfully Joash was there so he said he could give me a ride to work, and Mark would pick me up later today.

Now here’s where my morning really gets nutty! I put my purse and lunch out on the lawn, go back in the garage to shut the garage door (which means I have to run and jump over the “line” so it closes all the way behind me). So I hit the button, run as fast as I can, jump, and make it to the other side of the driveway…. which is when I realize that in the process of all this one of my shoes flew off my foot and is now in the garage! And the door is closing!!! And I can’t go to work barefoot! AGH!!!! So Joash and I are screaming “NOOOO!!!” and I say “What do I do!?” and Joash yells, “Pull an Indiana Jones! Roll under!!!” (And I’m thinking, has he SEEN my belly!? I can hardly bend over nevermind roll under the door)!

So there I am helpless and waving goodbye to my shoe for the day, when Joash runs as fast as he can and manages to get his foot under the door. And hallelujah, the door goes back up! At this point we’re both laughing like nuts. So I grab my shoes, put them out on the other side of the driveway, and do it all again. This time I jump barefoot, make it over, and the door closes just fine. Phew! Now with all my goodies, we can finally hit the road. So here I am without a car or keys today, but at least my sweetie is coming to get me later on–and I have shoes!