While driving home from work one night this week I noticed the passenger seat belt light blinking off and on.
Now, I knew I was alone in the car, but I had to glance over into the passenger seat anyway, just to be sure that someone hadn't snuck in while I wasn't looking.
Nope, no one there. But the damn light was still blinking. I look at the seat again, just a manila folder with 3 sheets of paper and my purse.
Hmm...my purse. Could it be? No, you have to weigh like a gagillion pounds to get the damn thing to blink, right?
Let's see, what is in my purse. It is rather smallish, only about 8 inches high by 8 inches wide. Made out of some straw shit from Cambodia. Inside, I have a couple of pens, 2 sets of car keys (yes two, one set is for the office, the other is the car key and house key) No, I don't need to put the key in the car to start it...sheesh does anybody do that anymore?
What else, cigarettes, lighter, name tag, lipstick, chap stick, 2 personal hygiene products (yeah watch it, it is that time of the month), cell phone and my wallet.
Holy shit, do you have any idea the amount of change in my wallet or h ow much that weighs?
Okay, I have now cleaned it out, let's see what happens on the drive to work!
Now leave the contents of my purse alone (voyeurs!) and go visit my daughter at Can't Stand the Madness. She has pictures of GK #2! You all want to see his pictures, because he is so cute. She even has some pictures of GK #1. Go! Now! Leave her a comment!!