Last weekend we had a wedding to attend. I packed the car and drove an hour to the city to pick my husband up from work. Due to my lack of direction, he would drive the rest of the way.
The bride and groom's car breaking down wasn't part of the plan.
When we caught up to the bridal party caravan, squeezed on the side of a windy road, in the pouring rain, the groom's car was finally running. Still not willing to chance it, my husband decided we should drive their kids in our car to be safe.
No problem. Then...
"Hey babe," my husband said. "I'll ride with the groom, you take the bride."
The expression on my face dropped. I had a bad feeling, this wasn't the best idea.
"Oh, that's right, I was supposed to drive," he remembered.
"Well, it's not ideal...but, I guess I can handle it..." I replied sarcastically. Thoughts of, I don't know where the hell I'm going, were flashing through my mind.
After everyone was crammed into random cars, my husband tapped on the driver side window. "The grooms parents don't know where their going, so let them follow you."
Great! So it was the blind leading the blind. What could go wrong? I had a stressed, panicked bride riding shot gun, twin toddlers in the backseat, and two senior citizens tailing my lead.
"Weddings always have a glitch," I reminded the bride. "This was yours, nothing else can go wrong."
When the exit approached, I turned my blinker on early signaling the car behind me to follow. Then a semi truck cut in front of me, it slowed down and blocked my view of the road ahead. The exit appeared to be a two lane off ramp, so I switch lanes.
I was wrong! I cranked my steering wheel right and switched back at the last possible second clipping the off ramp median with my front left tire. I looked to my right with a gut wrenching feeling, I just lost the groom's parents...
...and in slow motion, I saw the faces of two elderly people drop in disbelief as they missed the exit..so what do I do?
Wave good-bye.
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Bahahaha...maybe you should of titled this post DON'T follow my lead. I can see this happening to me!
ReplyDeleteYou had me hooked. Loved the suspense.
ReplyDeleteWhat happened to the groom's parents? Did they miss the wedding? Did you cancel the wedding? Did you invite the semi-truck driver to join the party? Did your husband ever show up with the groom?
Did the bride groom and bride decide to elope?
Did it ever stop raining?
Oh joy. Such is life--and thus the NEED for GPS. Really, how did we ever survive without it?
ReplyDeleteSounds like something I would do. :)
ReplyDeleteThank goodness for GPS.
I found you off of Lee's A-Z challenge. I'm going to put you on my list to follow...if you feel like visiting, swing on by...
I'm going to check out a few more of your posts and subscribe.
Sandi
http://www.ahhsome.wordpress.com
You get the You-Make-Me-Pee-When-I-Laugh award.
ReplyDeleteI am directionally challenged so it's not a good idea to follow me anywhere. The first three times I drove to my husband's apartment when we were dating, I got lost. Not once, not twice, but three times. All in different spots. *sigh*
ReplyDeleteLol! So well-written.
ReplyDeleteI've been slowly dying inside since my GPS broke!!!
I can just see the look on your face when you had to drive. thats crazy, hope you had fun anyway. Love you, Nana.
ReplyDeleteI loved reading this - thanks for sharing such a funny experience. :)
ReplyDeleteFound you from the A-Z Challenge, it sounds like it’s going to be so much fun (with a bit of stress thrown in) and I can’t wait to get started!! I’m now following your blog on GFC and I hope you have a chance to check out my blog.
ReplyDeleteMonica
http://oldermommystillyummy.blogspot.com/
bawhahahahaah! You literally had me laughing out loud! Thanks for that!
ReplyDeleteHello everyone. Im the groom referred to in this blog. Here's the recap of the weekend. First we broke down on 17 going down the summit through Santa Cruz. After getting the s.u.v. to start back up we continued down with a highway patrol following. Little did I know speed racer would pull a shake move on my poor parents. The wedding caravan all except 1 ( my parents ) finally made it to the resort with the rain continuing to fall. About 40 min. later they arrived I found my dad who rarely drinks at the bar with drink in hand pissed off!!!!!!!!!!! After the hectic start the rain stopped we had great weather for the wedding and a hella good time. With a picture perfect ending our chariot awaits the local tow truck. All in all good times
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