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Old 08-24-2011, 10:42 PM   #11
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So I have this canning/jam addiction. It requires many things from Wally World. We live 60 miles from anywhere other than Wally World, so in as much as I dislike their employment practices as well as it being a concerted effort to buy things NOT made in china, we do support our local economy quite a bit. Especially when I am canning.

If Jess is driving (which happens most times, I commute enough during the week, I usually don't drive any on the weekends), it takes her SO long to get situated and get the car started and out of the parking lot. Its usually 8000 degrees and all I want is the AC on and to escape the parking lot before another person decides to engage me in some inane conversation telling me their woes.

We have had many, many, many, MANY conversations (ok, me snipping at Jess, really) about how long it takes to take cigarettes out of pocket, find sunglasses, put on seatbelt, fumble for cigarettes, take one out of the pack, put the pack back in the console, fumble for a lighter that has usually fallen to the bottom of the console, check the seatbelt and FINALLY, bless the gods, put the key in the ignition and turn on the AC. All while I have been melting in the passenger seat, wishing I had gotten a couple of bottles of water to stave off the dehydration sure to ensue. Don't even get me started on how long it actually takes to back out of the parking space and drive the 500 feet to the highway. I should start packing a lunch.

Last weekend, we get the cart unloaded, hop in the car and I suppose I *might* have given Jess "the LOOK" and a, "HONEY!!!" as the pre-flight check began. Not missing a beat, she looks over at me and says, "I bet I can get you out of this parking lot in 30 minutes or less! Just like Domino's pizza, baby!"

I might have laughed till I cried and maybe wet myself a lil!


I tend to take a while to get going too, however, what happens when I get in the car is the following:

get in
pull skirt in, if wearing one, cuz they always drag
shut door
lock door
turn key
a/c on

THEN, and only then, I fiddle with the other stuff.

I melt too.
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