Dumb Ass

Hello, my name is Kathleen and I'm a dumb ass.

I try to start the girlies day off as calmly as possible... which means that after screaming at them to get out of the house we have a very calm and quiet car ride to school.  No music, just positive thoughts and words.

Looking at it that way I actually start their morning very bi-polar... but let's focus on the calm car ride.

Anyway, I always drop my girlies off with these words, "You are smart, you are kind, and you are beautiful.  Have a good day, learn a lot, I love you!"... then I usually holler "I love you" again as they are walking away from the car.

Drop of Siobain first at her school and then Caitlin at hers. Caitlin always (every morning) asks if she is going to be late or on time or early or really early.  Most days she is on time.  Once she was late. Often she is early.

Once I drop Caitlin off I usually turn on my iPod and listen to my current book or music.  Today I was distracted by the need for gas.  Really needed gas, the light was on and the needle was way below empty.

So I stopped at 7-11 and put $45 (!) into the tank... and went on my merry way.

I still don't have my iPod on because... well, I was out of my routine.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump thump.

Does my car always sound like this when my music is off?

Thump. Thump thump. Thump.

What could that be? There aren't any warning lights on?

Thump. Thump.

I happen to glance in my side view mirror...

I've seen other dummies on the road with their gas hood open... but I have never seen a dumb ass who also has their cap thumping in the wind... until today, when I looked in my rear view mirror.

Lesson Learned
2. Check that your gas system is put back together or suffer the indignity of being a dumb ass.