Our "plan" was to replenish ourselves with delicious Starbucks beverages following the run...after all, there might be some good photo ops. So we drove back over the bridge and parked the cars, after which I proceeded to leave my car key in the back of my LOCKED car. Fortunately, we were right by the New Hope police station, so I phoned the dispatcher from their parking lot for some assistance. Does it seem unusualy that we had to wait 10 minutes for an officer to drive in?? I kind of thought that maybe someone would just walk out of the building. To make a VERY LONG story short (which is probably more entertaining to hear rather than read anyway), my husband ended up coming to my rescue in the end.
No pictures of the run or Starbucks, although we did still get our beverages. My excuse, because I know I'm going to likely hear about this, is that it was all a result of oxygen deprivation. That's my story and I'm sticking to it!
Lis, thanks for waiting with me...I owe you (and probably Bill too!) a few more Starbucks for sticking around with me!
The key...yeah, stupid, I know.
My Knights in shining armour...the 4th one was at his grandparents' house. Carter even thought to bring his rescue light with him (which he is holding up). This was taken at about 12:15, when I finally got home!
Yeah, I need to save all my teasing for Tuesday. We will need a laugh.
ReplyDeleteLook at your rescuers!!!! That is love and loyalty. Pjs and all.....
and I shall embrace it all.
ReplyDeletePerhaps I will become the poster child for ODS (Oxygen Deprivation Syndrome) and raise awareness so that it will not happen to others.
I do wonder what those passing by were thinking as I held my camera up to the window to capture just the right picture of the key.
Quite an adventure. Mark K. Fiona and I had a must less eventful 7 on the same path. Good run on a nice morning. Fiona kicked Mark and my butt by about 3 minutes.
ReplyDeleteKeeping w/ my column, I did enjoy watching her run away from us. Pretty good for 41.
Back at it tomorrow.