Wednesday 09.03.08

It's something I've done off and on since I was 16. Doesn't happen very often, and happens a lot less now than it used to. But every once in awhile, I still do it. I lock my keys in the car. Not my big, new, gas-guzzling (UGH!), shiny red van. But Andy's car. We got it at a time when we were in desperate need of a new car (his old one had had the engine rebuilt, then he got in a wreck and it was totaled) and we didn't have a lot of extra money in the budget. It's an economy Accord -- has the doorlocks you have to manually lock. My van -- I can't lock the door if the keys are still in the ignition. Not so with his. So today, when I was picking the girls up from dance, I did it once again. Had to call Andy and have him come and rescue us. Thankfully, I haven't done this (yet) when he's out of town. I'm sure it's only a matter of time.