I know I haven't written for a long time, but as you can probably guess, a Mom to Four Kiddos is one busy lady! There's Homework to be done, Christmas presents to be bought, projects to do, and so on. But today, being an eventful day, I had just had to share.

It started out like any regular day with a whole list of things that needed to be done. I ran up to my Sister's to pick up a piece of jewelry I needed to deliver. We chit chatted about her oldest daughter's upcoming wedding and how I wanted her to have it at Lake Las Vegas because I had never been there but have been wanting to go. Then I told her I needed to go because I had two jewelry deliveries I had to make, one at 11:00 a.m. and the other by 12:00 p.m. Before I made the deliveries, I wanted to stop by our local AM/PM to fill up my gas tank since my Mother-in-law needed to borrow my van for the weekend. I arrive at the gas station around 10:45 a.m., pull up to the pump, grab my gas card, go to get out when my elbow hits something. Before I knew what had happend, the door slams shut. Then I realize....my elbow had hit the door lock. NOOOOOOOO! So there I stand with no cell phone, no purse and no keys, sadly staring in the window of my locked van. I decided to try every door. All locked. So then I proceed to act like nothing happend and start filling up my tank while cars began to back up behind my van, waiting for their turn at the pump. I spot a nice gentleman and kindly asked if I could borrow his cell phone. I frantically dialed my Hubby at work and told him what had happend and to please call AAA. I hang up, hand the phone back and then just stand there next to my van wondering what to do next. Why, oh why, couldn't this had happend in the Starbucks parking lot? Maybe the mall? Marie Callendar's, perhaps? No, I have to be at a pump at AM/PM. Ugh! So I decided to walk in and let the cashier know why I've been blocking the pump for so long. After that, I went back out to the van and tried to hide behind the pump, hoping that AAA would show up soon. Suddenly, a man walks up to me and said his car had ran out of gas about a 1/4 mile down the road. He needed to borrow a gas can. I didn't have a gas can and even if I did, he'd be out of luck since it would have been locked in the van. So there we stood together, two people in need. He seemed shy about asking people that pulled up if they had a gas can so I started to do the job for him. Finally, a man had one and the "no gas" man thanked me and off he went. A few minutes later he was back, came and checked on me and off he went again. So there I stood, alone, staring at the street, hoping to see a tow truck. All of a sudden, I spotted a familiar site, could it be? My husband's truck? It was! He pulled in with a smile on his face and a spare key in his hand. Nothing could have made me happier at that moment.