Car Bloopers

OK, you are about to read the silliest car story in the world. This is my day. After spending the afternoon with the kids taking summer portraits at Kiddie Kandids, I was driving my sleeping children home when I noticed the gas tank was on "E." I was driving our second car (formerly Brian's Grandpa's car) which is an old gray caddy. In my opinion...a piece of junk. (As grateful as I am to even have a second car in the first place) To make a long story short, I started running out of gas....on 19th and orchard. The car died at the light. Oh no. I just sat there and prayed: "Please God, get me to the gas station!" So it miraculously started again. I kept driving. 76th gas station was right in front of me now. Here we go...down 19th...I turned right onto Bridgeport, put on my blinker to turn left into the gas station and...YES....I ran out of gas in mid-turn, in the middle of Bridgeport at 4 PM on a Monday. Hazard lights...on. I should have asked God to get me all the way to the gas pump. Oh well. So I yelled out the window to a lady pumping gas. "Ma'am, please tell the guy inside to bring me some gas!" She couldn't hear me, so I had to scream it...2 more times. The nice man came out and put 2 gallons in my car - only after I figured out how to open the gas gauge. So I paid him, filled the car up and began to leave.
JUST THEN...the trunk broke, began flapping in the breeze and the car alarm started going off. I had no way of fixing either problem. (I should not be driving this car. Where is my favorite Jeep when I need it?) So I drove to see my husband, who was at my in-laws house, just a few miles away, with the car alarm blaring and the trunk flapping and Camden sound asleep in the back seat. Of course Taylor said: "Mommy, why are you laughing so hard? Stop laughing." I just looked at the neighbors and waved. Most people didn't notice (or so I hoped) Brian was there to greet me, shake his head and fix the trunk. The alarm went off a few more times before I finally got home, scaring the deer away who were grazing in the yard. I'm not sure I will ever fully recover from this incident. The end.