Guess who's NOT smart..

NOT ME!

My boyfriend.

He has a really nice Mitsubishi Eclipse. I love his car. But it has NO room. It's only used when it's the two of us.

He hasn't had it very long. He got it about a month after we got together. It's a pretty burnt orange color. A few months ago his car was gently hit in the parking lot of CVS. It was nothing major. Just a little scratch of the paint.

A few months later, now, he decides to get it painted. He took it up about a week ago. They were really busy. He told them no biggy. We have two other cars.

On a normal day, we drive together to school. Sometimes we take my car. Sometimes we take his car. Sometimes we take the Edge. It all depends if we have both kids or just one. Abbie started pre-school. She obviously doesn't start school at 7am. She starts at 9. I gently pick her up from her bed, which has been my bed lately.. it apparently isn't cool in the land of toddlers to sleep in their bed past 1am. We have a baby monitor in her room and P's room. I usually hear her getting out of bed around 1am. Then I hear little feet leaving her room. Then, it's a knock. After that, I must drag myself out of bed to let her in. If she would learn to open the door herself. She can reach the door knob. It's different than hers. Anyway. She usually ends up sleeping with Ryan. I usually end up in her bed. We may have a big bed, but I'm just not comfortable with feet up my ass and hands in my mouth. I put her into bed. I usually end up in her room around 2am. One hour is enough. Anyway. When she has pre-school, which is Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, my lovely neighbor watches her. I carry her over to her house. She doesn't usually wake up. THANK GOD! Anway. That was totally off topic. Whatever. Ryan had to pick his car up this morning. So we both had to drive to school. We were going to my sister's for dinner. I didn't get out of school until 5:15. He got out on time. Lucky bastard. I ended up staying so late so I could see marching band practice. It was good for the few people that were there. So many people either skip or end up in the band room ready to puke. Anyway. He went home and picked the kids up, with my Edge, and took them to my sister's. He forgot something. Of course. So he had to go back home. I ended up getting to her house before him. My sister lives on the main street in Tower City. They have the 'ghetto' across the street. Literally. My sister never locked her front door. She does now. It's very hard to find a parking spot. I knew he would have his car. His car is smaller than mine. So I parked behind her house in front of the garage. He parked by the light pole. The light pole that the birds sit on. Those birds shit. His newly painted Eclipse, is literally completely covered in bird shit.

Smooth move babe. I'm so not proud of you!