Wheres My Debit card - Target Episode

I go see My friend Leslie and her 2 Children Kaylee 4 and Lucca just about every week. This last week Leslie wanted to get the kids out of the house for a while, and she wanted a to grab a few things so we all went to Target together.

While at the clearance section I saw it calling my name, a Maroon Corduroy jacket

And it was only ..........

WOOO I was so excited. I took off my Purse / Satchel bag and hung it on the rack while I tried on the jacket

So I decide to get the jacket and I put it in the cart then the 4 of us continue to shop and play with toys for somewhere around another 30 min.

We get to the check out and Leslie is paying when I reach down to grab my debit card out of my bag.

At this moment I said nothing to Leslie or anyone else, I turned and ran. I Figured it wasn't that far I could get back grab my bag and get back in a reasonable amount of time for my check out.

I was closing in on the Dressing room counter when I heard a little girls Voice breaking the peaceful shopping music...............

I looked back and laughed as Kaylee was in hot pursuit..... Then I noticed all the mothers scoffing at me.

Which made me laugh more........

I got to the dressing room attendant just as Kaylee caught up with me.

They found it and left it in customer service for me.

I will spare you the mundane details of the next few hours. I bought the coat, left Leslie and the kids at home and went to play music with friends

 got home that night and was going to stop for gas and realized I didn't have my debit card.
I figured I left it at my friends house....................

Or I left it at Leslies................

So I went to Sleep.

(Ps.. This is why I don't have a boyfriend!)

Next I awoke to my phone ringing

(Pss. On second thought maybe this is why...................)

Dear Locker #19

Santa Exploded

If you had dreams of desk decorating contest glory, I was happy to kill them in the name of christmas!

IN 24 Hours - Part 3 / aka: Bear necessities

Now I had lived in mammoth for five winters and stayed the last three years thru the summer too. I was a “local” I knew the do’s and don’t of mountain living pretty well

 I pulled up to Mel’s house.  I could not have been happier to see Mel again.

And like two 14 year old girls we talked till the weee hours of the morning.

 So there are a few things you should know before I move on with this part of the story.

#1. I didn’t have a car when I lived in mammoth. I walked, road the bus, or I went with the old standard.

#2.  I sleep like nobody’s business! I snore Loud and I don’t hear anything.
Any time, Any where, I am a non partisan napper

 (not kidding this actually happend)

So after talking all night we each went to our rooms and I woke up late as always.

I went up stairs and my cooler was in the kitchen. How sweet! Mel must have brought it inside for me so that it would be waiting for me. Mel laughed and said” No! Ron brought in your cooler after the next door neighbors dog woke us up barking up a storm last night. 

We looked out the window and saw two BEARS in your car!

Ron scared them away and brought your cooler in”
#1st Thought:
There goes making a good impression on Ron. I suppose any traces of mammoth local in me are totally gone now. I know better than to leave food In the car! But honestly it had been so long since I had to think about bears it slipped my mind.

#2nd Thought:
And now seemingly more important. “Did they break a window?” i asked.
 No, Mel replied “you lucked out they were smart and opened the door!”

 I must have left it unlocked too!
 I went down to the car and sure enough, there was trash everywhere, and little chocolate soy-protein powdered bear prints on the seats and all over my stuff, but they had not damaged the car at all.

 If that was how the first day of my road trip went I was not holding out much hope at that point that I would survive let alone make it to Texas.