Aren't you glad you married me?

So on this roadtrip, which went through West Virginia by the way and all I have to say about that is, "OH MY GOOD LORD will you people please lobby your local government for more coffee shops?? It's cruel cruel world when there are only 2 Starbucks in the entire state. And PS, Dentists. I'll leave it at that.

Anyway, while we were stopped at a gas station in the middle of Podunk, USA, Lennie took the kids inside to pee and I decided to feed lil miss hungry fuss fuss in the front seat. Like a good Earthing, I decided not to let the car idle because it wastes gas, so instead I just turned the ignition on halfway - just enough for the fan and radio to work. I like to be civilized, you know.

So after a while when the kids came back from their marathon pooping session, and after Jake had been walked, and the truck and minivans were all gassed up, and the baby had been fed, and everyone was loaded back into their carseats, I tried to start the car. And....nada. I turned the key again....even less than nada. I think maybe my left eye started to twitch from the increase in bloodpressure, but instead of screaming like a lunatic in the middle of this peaceful gas station, I just tossed the keys to Len and said, "The car won't start." (ie, Somehow this is all your fault, and it's your fucking problem now so you deal with it.)

So while he turns the keys again and again, I unload the kids out of the car to sit in the shade - all the while still not screaming like a lunatic (you're welcome, sweetie). "I think we have jumper cables," I offered up, because you know, I'm helpful like that.

Lennie finally gave up on compulsively wishing that 'this time the ignition will work, no this time, no this time' and goes and finds a stranger to rescue us. This helpful and kind stranger provided the jumper cables, and showed Lennie how to jump a car, made sure everything worked and then wished us a good day. Thank you, helpful and kind stranger, I waved from my spot in the shade. Meanwhile, I didn't scream once. You're welcome, Lennie.