Today was “one of those days”. I started a new project at work that is sure to be a long, drawnout, stressful affair. Riley was spending the day with Uncle Jason because today is MLK day. I had lunch scheduled with friends and Riley had gymnastics.

Like many days, I had to pack up the car for the 14 hours that I would be gone.
Lunch for Riley? Check
Riley’s leotard? Check
My paperwork? Check
Drinks for gymnastics? Check
The trophy? Check

I made it through the first half of the day by looking forward to lunch. We had trouble finding time to do Devour Indy with Brian and Kari so the four of us made a lunch date at Fogo De Chao.

Anyway, I got stressed out trying to find a parking spot downtown as I was running a little late from a meeting that lasted longer that expected. Some of the power was out downtown so that didn’t help. As I was getting out of the car, I got a little nervous that someone would steal the trophy and my little camera that was on the seat. There was nothing I could do about the tropy, but I threw the little camera and a couple of other things into the glove compartment…which then refused to shut. I rattled a few things around, and slammed it shut…just in time to catch a ketchup packet that was hanging out. It exploded and doused the 2 foot tall trophy in lovely red goo.

Having no choice but to leave it, I ran off to lunch, then proceeded to clean it once I got back to work. NOW, there was no way I was going to carry a 2 foot tall gymnastics trophy into work to scrub it so I just carried out wet paper towels and dry paper towels. Eventually one of my friends suggested Lysol wet wipes (got rid of the smell AND dried on ketchup). Totally cracked me up, though. At least I didn’t break the dumb thing and it is now resting comfortably at the gym.

Today’s picture is of the gaucho serving Rick one of the 15 types of meat that we had at lunch. Food coma!

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