Driving in the Wrong Direction

Poor Grass stain has been dying for… well, years.

We aren’t in the position to get a new car. It isn’t registered, since it won’t pass the inspection.

Which means we are down to one car.

It has actually been really good for me. I have to take Trevor to work and pick him up. I feel horrible in the mornings and am so tired and getting up is beyond hard. But since I have to take Trevor to work, I have to get up. It’s honestly the only thing getting me to work on the mornings I feel so sick.

There are days I feel horrible in the afternoon and want to leave early, but I know I have to pick Trevor up, so I just suck it up.

So, I drop him off and pick him up every day. Every day.

Today I was on my way to get him when he called. I had just got off the exit. We talked for a minute and he asked where I was. I told him I had just exited, but nothing looked familiar.

I kept driving, not seeing any of the usual landmarks. Oddly though I was incredibly complacent about it.

He asked me, “Do you see the apartment complex before my work?”

I didn’t. Then he said, “Britt, did you get off the wrong exit?”

Yes, yes I did. I got off the wrong exit. And kept driving and didn’t put it together for far too long. I had to turn around and take an alternate route to his work.

The whole time I was just driving completely oblivious and unconcerned. It was so weird.

Anyone who knows me knows I am horrible with directions, but this was a whole new level of sad. It is absolutely pregnancy related, I know this. I’ve said/done things this pregnancy that make me feel like I’m a total idiot.

Trevor thought this situation was hilarious but I told him he couldn’t tell people, because it makes me look dumb.

 

He asked that I at least post it on my blog, so we remember these funny little pregnancy goofs.

Love,
Brittney

JUST MARRIED!

This is our getaway car!

Trevor wanted to take Tim (my beautiful RAV 4) to the reception, since he has pride and wanted to leave in a nice car.

I wanted to take Grass Stain to the reception, because it's already a piece of crap and some decorations wouldn't do much to it. I didn't want to potentially ruin Tim/have to clean him before work! 

I won. I eventually brought Trevor over to my side, in that we drive Tim all the time, so it would make more sense to get Grass Stain all decorated instead of our main car.

The whole car was full of balloons, so we had to clear some out to make room for us. I didn't even get to read what the car said until the next day, as by the time we made it to the hotel it was dark outside.

Love the addition of, "drink a Redbull!" 

As soon as I surveyed the car, I knew my siblings were not the masterminds behind the decor. Lets just say both my sisters' cars were much tamer than ours. 

We still have no idea what the scribbled out part means. We asked Trevor's friend, and he said it's probably best we don't know. So we'll leave it at that.

Probably our favorite part of the car... haha!

View of Grass Stain from the hotel. It was so cute sitting outside by itself, all decorated.

We had to pick up Tim so we drove home separately - I took a picture of Trev and Grass Stain at a red light. Because they were adorable. And you rarely get to see your wedding car at a red light - you're usually in it.

When we got to our apartment, we discovered that Sachi, Brittany and Samar had decorated our door/bed. 

Thanks, guys!

Those little hearts/kisses were a pain to remove! I'm still finding them random places...

Love,

Brittney