A lot of activity...car activity that is.

Trouble for me comes in all shapes and sizes. Some might say I bring on this trouble with my whirlwind lifestyle...I'll agree to that...some of the time. Most of the time, I am a completely (completely meaning mostly) innocent bystander in the circus freak sideshow that is my life. The latest trouble has come in the shape of my year old Acura RDX.

So it started last week...Friday was the Coldplay concert in Philly. I planned ahead and Bridget had a bedroom all ready for me (xoxo B). The concert was SO good...I mean REALLY good, so naturally I was amped up. It was midnight when I left the Wachovia Center and I was wide awake. I decided I didn't need to stay at B's house and I would make the hour and a half ride home. It was a good solid plan. It was a good solid plan until it involved PENNDOT. For any of you who have dealt with Penndot in the past, I don't think I really need to say anymore. For some reason, they think it's a good idea to repave the Slowkill Expressway just as a show is letting out. It took me until 2:30 to get to Conshohocken (where of course I had to stop at the office to use the facilities...hope there are no cameras). It was somewhere between Midtown and Lansdale that I nearly ran off the road so I did the smart thing and pulled over.

My plan (and yes, I did have one) was to take a quick disco nap at the gas station right off of the Lansdale exit. I pulled over...grabbed a sweatshirt from the back seat that was on its way to Goodwill (6 weeks ago when I put it in the backseat), parked underneath a street light (for safety of course) and put the seat back. If you've taken a disco nap, you'd know why I was in shock when I woke up and the clock in my car said 7:30am. A disco nap is usually 15 or 20 minutes...half an hour tops. A 5 hour disco nap is not a nap...it's just plain sleeping in a gas station. Scary.

Even scarier is what happened yesterday. "A lot of activity". That's one of my favorite sayings (snaps to the Bachmann clan...). I always have "a lot of activity". I was on the phone with Suzanne when the crazy lady and her mother in front of me decided that instead of merging into traffic, they would pretend to merge into traffic and so of course I slammed into her. We can't blame Suzanne for what happens next (I mean obviously the finger couldn't be pointed at me), because it's really Acura's fault. The handsfreelink stopped working like a week ago. I can't spend as much time in the car as I do and NEVER be on the phone. It's just not possible. I'm sure Suzanne and I were having an important and urgent work conversation when I said, "I have to go, I just hit someone." The whole "transaction" was mostly painless...although, it would have been a lot easier if I had my driver's license with me, but whatever.

You'd think that was enough "activity" for one day...especially since that same day, when I went to an appointment with a restaurant owner (again...unnamed) he was on his way to the hospital because he sliced the tip of his thumb off. No such luck for me (is it wrong for me to make this about me when this poor man lost part of his thumb??).

The 2nd accident of the day wasn't my fault (yes, I did say 2nd accident of the day). I was at the gas station when of course one of the pumps (at 8 billion dollars a gallon) didn't have a working credit card swipey thing. I had to do a quick spin around to get to the next working pump. Of course I used my handy dandy rear view camera (because since I've had it, I've forgotten how to use my actual rear view mirror). It was a little dusty...the sun was a little too sunny and well let's just say, there was no way I could have seen that pole (at least when I was facing forward).

I know this all sounds crazy, "a lot of activity". Do I get any credit for at least finally changed that spare tire?!