Car Problems... Yuck.

I swear all things that have to do with vehicles hate me and are out to get me and make me look stupid. This morning I got in my little jackwagon car around 6:30 to go to softball conditioning/weights/batting practice/band/dance team practice. I pushed in the clutch and put it into gear, but as I pulled forward, I heard and awkward scratchy/screech noise. At first I thought that I had run over the gutter pipe thing, but as I got out to see what it was, I was a little shocked. It was the dog's water bowl. It is a big metal one  about the size of my tire, and it was wedged up in there. It took me forever to get that thing out. I had to claw off tons and tons of clumps of mud and dirt to loosen it. This made me late, so I didn't get a full warm up in before I had to go run deathly relays for softball conditioning. After weights, I got in my car and drove to the other side of the school for band rehearsal. After rehearsal, I went to take my flute, piccolo, and "Flutist Friend" (or as Syd and I used to call it "Flutist Enemy") out to my car before Dance Team Rehearsal. My friend John was parked in front of me, so we were walking together. I asked him to hold all of my stuff while I got my keys out of my Roo. He said something snotty like, "As long as I don't have to hold your stupid fanny pack thing." Some people just don't understand the "Roo" trend. They are glorified fanny packs, but they are very practical. I love mine, and I use it all of the time. Anyway, so I couldn't find my keys in my Roo, then I look in my window. My keys were sitting right in front of the shifter where I had left them. I started freaking out. My mother had the other set of keys, and she was an hour away in Beatrice working at the hospital there. AAA wasn't an option because my parents haven't added me to the plan thingy yet. Thankfully my wonderful Grandmother was on her way into Syracuse to pick up Izzy from weights. Bless her heart, she drove all the way to Cortland (15 minutes north of Beatrice) to meet my mother to get my keys from her and then drove all the way back to Syracuse to give them to me before Dance Team Practice was over. I was so embarrassed.