Today's started off with a bang... Or rather with a barf!
Wilma was going to drive the Flinstone bus-mobile for today's field trip to an auto parts store, she needed some kind of lightbulb. I climbed into the back seat, I always take the back seat, and just as I was noticing something "off" Wilma said "I think there is an odor in my car."
Understatement of the year.
On the seat next to me I recognized Wilma's lunch bag... And the contents that we decided she shouldn't eat last Thursday because it was going bad.
Imagine food, already on the bad side, sitting in a car, in the Texas heat, for four (FOUR) days.
My gagging started immediately and I don't believe I was lady-like when I screamed "we are not taking this car!"
Once my gag reflex gets going its very hard to squelch. So for obvious reasons Betty was a little worried to have me in her car. But I settled into Betty's backseat and we changed the subject... Eventually I got myself under control.
Throughout lunch my mind would bring the smell back to me and I would have to simmer down again.
Even as I write this... The smell, oh the smell!
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