The Kitchen and a storm

It was a hot July day in Texas. I went out to start my car. I started it, and loaded our things including my purse into the front passenger side. Then, I closed the door and walked around to the driver's side. I noticed DC pulling hard at the handle, but didn't think much of it...until I got to my side. I pulled on the handle, and nothing happened. We were locked out.

We've had this car for 7 years, and this has never happened. Somehow, the moment I closed the passenger front door the whole car locked. Luckily, my husband was inside the house because I also locked my dang phone in the car! 

I went in and told him what happened, and then I frantically (with 370 boxes in our house) started looking for the spare keys. By the grace of God, I found them, but to no avail because again for unexplained reasons that key had a full battery, but still was not able to unlock the door.

My husband, thinking quick on his feet, turned to the almighty know how- YouTube. He found a video that quickly helped us solve this pesky little first world problem. I gave him a proud wife smooch and drove off with the kiddos.

We hopped in the car, and at this point we were all starving. Naturally, we went to Chik-fil-a. Thank you, Texas. 

We pulled into the long line (which is expected, after all it is Chik-Fil-a), and saw that the woman coming our way did not look like she was going to be taking our order at all. Instead, she shared that their "system was down." Surprise, surprise. First world problems strike again. 

So, instead we drove to the Panera drive-thru. When I handed DC his bagel and cream cheese, he said "Finally! Something good happened!" And all the day felt magical again.

It taught me that kids can find the rainbow after a storm, and that I need to be more like them.

Cheers!