cheek n' slide

When Tyler's parents were here,

we rode in their vehicle most of the time.

It's a maroon SUV thing.

Kind of like a Tahoe,

but not a Tahoe?

I'm not even sure if SUV would be the correct category.

BUT all you need to remember is 

MAROON and TAHOE-LIKE.

We went to the movies one evening and when the movie was over,

I was walking about 100 steps in front of everyone.

I was hungry...

I get weird and antisocial when I'm hungry.

I quickly walked to the MAROON/TAHOE-LIKE vehicle,

opened the backseat passenger door,

grabbed onto the little grabby thing on the ceiling,

pulled myself up,

slid my left cheek onto the seat

(no, not my left face cheek),

and in the middle of pulling my right leg into the vehicle 

and scooting my right cheek onto the seat...

I looked around.

I beat everyone to the car.

EXCEPT IT WASN'T OUR CAR.

I was in a stranger's car.

Hanging out.

There were a couple of presents in the floor board...

I should have went ahead and opened them

since I WAS IN THEIR CAR.

I immediately flung myself onto the pavement,

slammed the door,

and started running toward my husband and inlaws...

who were WATCHING me and LAUGHING the whole time.

That incident ranks in my top 10 most embarrassing moments.

Yeah,

I've gone up to cars that I thought were mine,

but I never actually got in.

I had never grazed my cheeks on a random stranger's car seat before.

I sure hope the owner of that car doesn't commit murder or something...

because I was definitely in there long enough for some of my skin cells and hair to flake off.

Oh, and one more thing.

WHO LEAVES THEIR DOORS OPEN IN AN EXTREMELY POPULATED CITY?

...

 if you leave your doors open,

LOCK THEM....

or you might have a weird, antisocial, unobservant hungry woman cheek n' slide you.

Happy Tuesday!

And for all of you who have finals this week....

I feel your pain.