
Riley had rehearsal this week for her big dance recital. This was a full blown dress rehearsal with lighting etc.. so we were at the
performing arts center from the 5:45pm until 10:15 that night! That's a hard evening on a five year old! While we had packed some snacks in a bag we thought that there would be more snack stuff there. She was
whizzing through the snacks so quick I felt so guilty for not getting her any dinner before hand. So since we had about an hour between dances I decided to go down the street to
McDonalds and get her a nugget happy meal.
I knew rain had been in the forecast and it have been raining off an on for a few days but not a big deal, or so I thought. I got out of the car with umbrella and drink in one hand and happy meal carton in the other (had it been a bag future
disaster might have been avoided). What I didn't realize as a rounded the back of the car was that the wind was now blowing about 40 miles per hour and the rain was coming down sideways in sheets. I've never been one
that has been scared of a little rain or getting a bit wet so I just started pushing towards my destination of the closest door to the building. Next thing I knew the umbrella was thrust upwards and inverted affording me absolutely no protection from the rain. I was now distracted by still trying to control the wild umbrella, getting hammered by the rain and clutching the drink that the next thing I knew the rain had soaked the happy meal box and tore the handle in two and the wind carried off the not so happy meal leaving in its wake a swirling flurry of french fries,
nuggies and plastic toys! I was mortified. Not that I was soaking wet, or that the umbrella was broken, or that my drink by now was crushed but more by the fact that my daughter no longer had any dinner. I checked to see if there was anything to salvage and found the nugget box about ten feet away with two nuggets that were still viable and the plastic bottle of milk. I grabbed what I could and ran as fast as I could still fighting the upside down umbrella to the door.
When I arrived in the lobby several of my mom friends were there with their kids and they all got a good laugh at the incident and the sheer sight of me wet from head to toe still clutching the
nuggie box. Janet McCormick was able to snap the photo to remember the
occasion. Needless to say Riley's face took the soaked box with two
nuggies and a bottle of milk, not even commenting on my wet dog look, and just asked where the french fries were. I told her I would show her later.
When we finally left the arts center a few hours later on the path back to the car we passed by the wet french fry,
nuggie carnage in the street and Riley finally realized where the rest of her dinner had gone. Then all she asked me was "well where's the toy?"
Notes to self:
When being stuck in a dress
rehearsal for many hours stop at
McDonald's first!
Always use two hands on an umbrella when the wind is blowing 40 miles per hour.
Don't wear suede sandals in the rain.
Holly