I’m usually an extremely punctual person. When someone tells me to arrive at an event at noon, I get there at 11:50 am just to be safe. So yesterday, when it was my son’s birthday party and I had to pick up his photo cake in a location that was approximately 20 minutes from my home, I figured it would be a piece of cake (pun intended). I managed to host my radio show (listen in above), and raced out the door to pick up the food while assuring my DH that I’d make it in time for the party.
The one thing I didn’t anticipate however, was traffic. While I hit some stop and go traffic on the way to Stew Leonards, I raced inside the place, picked up the cake, a crudite and fruit platter and juice boxes within five minutes flat. I then raced to my car and hit the road. Except something happened on the way to me making it to the party in record time. School dismissal. I made a fatal turn (not actually fatal so no worries here), when I drove directly into a line of cars that were stopped dead in their tracks as a school was letting kids out for the weekend.
I then spent the next 15 minutes in a traffic jam that did not move. And I actually felt like Michael Douglas in that movie where he loses his mind in a monster traffic snarl. I even started screaming at the top of my lungs. But no one would move.
I’d love to finish the story right now, but that would mean I’d be late for soccer so with that, I will leave you with a to be continued. In the meantime, download my blog talk radio show and laugh.
Until next time…