Wednesday, January 30, 2013

My Brain Monkey and I are in Car Time-Out

Brian got off work late tonight so we had to rush to go get the girls and were almost late picking them up from daycare. (All the better reason to have a personal nanny!) But I wasn't too worried because I finally got to drive with Brian in the car. He ALWAYS drives EVERYWHERE. The joys of being married to a car guy. Hey at least I get free mechanic work whenever I need it. I can't complain...scratch that.

Me - Man, I feel like I'm forgetting something.

Brian - Just drive.

Me - Drive Monkey, drive! I need a pet monkey to remind me of what I forgot.

Brian - How will the monkey tell you what you forgot?

Me - I had it figured out the other day when I was thinking about it, but I don't remember now.

Brian - You need help.

Me - For what? Can we get a monkey?

When we got to the daycare, Brian and I jumped out of the car. He shut his door, then I shut mine. Then we just stood there and watched my car roll forward eight feet, then across the sidewalk and run into the curb on the other side.

Me - Ahh, the parking brake, that's what I was forgetting.

Brian - You'll be the death of me, child.