Puke Driving. It happened.

 

Ever wonder to your self, "Self, I wonder what it would be like to puke while driving?" Why of course not! I daresay thinking like that would drive you insane or as the fancy-english folk say- "mad."

But on that infamous Thursday of last week, Two Thousand and Thirteen, I no longer have to wonder what that situation would be like. Because I lived it.

Yes, countrymen and fellow humans, I barfed while driving my CR-V last week.

While some of you might be gasping at my crassness this morning, you know there are some of you that are secretly a little jealous because that means I've got mad tactical driving skills now.

And I forced my husband with his crazy good drawing skillz to comic-ize the whole thing for me.

I promise, I had made several attempts to pull over and my innards tricked me- "Oh body-master we are fine now. Just keep driving! ({"Oh we will show her!!! tee heee heee! She's afraid of sneezing while transporting- but we will make her fear our bilious sludge - yes we will!!!"

It came out of nowhere like the twinkling of an eye. Thankfully the innards had quasi-warned me 2 miles back so I had grabbed a foil pan. ANd thankfully I'm a lazy sort who doesn't clean out her car until I need to hold something else in it- so I had that foil pan in there which, embarrassingly had old cookies in from a service project. Wait!!!!

You have to understand. I will allow 4-5 sweaters and books to stay in the vehicle but I HATE FOOD IN THE CAR so that was actually a freak deal I wasn't aware.

So I dumped the cookies/marshmellows out of the pan and held that pan like a baby with one hand. I guess I wouldn't one-hand-hold a baby but you get the point- and then I drove on trying to make it back to the homestead.

And then I hit the Whole Foods/World Market area and HELLO STARSHINE UP COMES well you know- ALL UP IN THE BABY PAN!

And now, I blogbrag- brog- about it to anyone that will listen.

Thank you for listening.

Johnicles Comicles

He drew this during Celebrity Apprentice. Yes, we watch that program - lay off!

Johnicles Comicles No.1!

John drew this while I was trying to pay attention in Bible Study class...


I added the captions. We're a team, he and I. Him and I? Whim and I? Whom? You get the picture.

Johnicles' Comicles.

John is my husband.
John is funny. That is NOT my chin in that picture. I don't know whose chin that is. But I do want to draw attention to me laughing because John is funny. Don't look at that chin. I look like a turtle. I should totally perform photoshop surgery, but alas I must keep it real as they say...
He can draw crazy well- take that to mean the adjective and the noun.
I'd like to introduce you to a snippet of his world seen on our tax stuff envelope:

His drawings make me laugh like that time in college I was really stressed out and had IBS (I overshare) and he drew a pic of a guy who was so stressed out that his face turned inside out with a bubble next to him that read, "I'm STRESSIN'!" So when he drew this, I thought I would pass it on. With any luck, he will agree to start doing this for my blog.
So please give him some comment love so we can get him to draw for us weekly and make us all laugh on Mondays. Hip hip hooray for more Monday laughs!!!