Collin Lost The Car Moody

As we woke this morning Collin asked if I was going to blog about the lost car....he commented that I would probably exaggerate what happened for the sake of a good story...

So with that I will state only the facts...

Collin was fully responsible for parking the car at the Denver airport...he dropped myself and our son off at the gate and then proceeded to take the car to the parking lot...

As we boarded the airplane he confidently showed me how he logged in our location of our car in his phone....that way it would be easy to retrieve once we got back to Denver...

Once we got back to Denver at 9:00 pm ...after being up since 6:00am ...we made our way to the bus...the bus was packed...Collin quickly got out his trusty phone to retrieve the car location...

Collin just interrupted me to state that he doesn't think this whole blog should be about the lost car...that it should include other things about our trip....I completely agree and once I finish this blog about him losing the car...I will then blog about the rest of our trip....

He also just advised me that he didn't lose the car...he just couldn't find it...which is correct ....unfortunately him not being able to find our car still left us in the middle of a parking lost at the Denver airport with a 9 month old baby after being up for 15 some hours...and so now back to my blog without husband interruptions....

So as I was saying Collin quickly got out his trusty phone to retrieve the car location...and as our location approached we quickly got off the bus at location S-1....Collin's trusty phone had us at S-5 not such a long haul but about four football lengths walk...as we approached S-2, then S-3 I am beginning to get excited knowing that we are close....close to dropping the bags into the back of the car....nestling our son into his car seat and close the the comfort of the heated leather car seats that would take us home....as we get to S-4 we begin to realize that S-5 doesn't follow....that we can't find s-5.....now where did that darn S-5 go....where is it hiding...after a couple of minutes of wandering....Collin waves down a bus to ask where S-5 is located...we are quickly advised that there is no S-5 that S-5 does not exist.....as my heart began to sank....Collin advised the driver and myself that the driver that dropped him off wrote down S-5.....not out loud... but to myself...I am saying I know this isn't true...why would a driver that drives everyday write down a non existent number....I think the Jamaican driver was thinking the same thing I was....

this wonderful Jamaican man took pity on our family.....I am sure that he could sense my frustration with Collin...Collin's fear for losing the car....and throw a cute baby in the middle of the night...and how could this nice Jamaican driver say no....we quickly came to the conclusion that s-5 was really suppose to be SS....that Collin must have mistaken the drives s writing for a 5....as we get to SS.....no car....no Volvo anywhere in sight....as I sit on the bus....literally seething at this point....Collin... the smart man he is...stayed close to the driver with his back to me....I am sure though he could feel my eyes burning thru his back...all along the nice driver going up and down the isles...helping Collin look for the missing Volvo....

at one point Collin came back to check on me during what felt like a hopeless search...among thousands upon thousands of vehicles in the night....I quickly told him that he would need to make sure that he had money to tip this nice Jamaican man....he quickly shook his front pants pocket and advised me that he had some change....oh no my mister frugal....this one is going to cost you....and alot more than a couple of coins...I quickly advised him...don't even think of going there...you better pull out one descent size bill and it better not be a dollar....I wanted this to hurt Collin....I wanted him to remember the pain of giving this kind man a good tip...I never wanted to be in this situation ever again.....

Finally what seems like a oasis in the desert...right in front of us...there it was parked...the most beautiful sight on our whole trip...unmistakeably ours adorned with all those stickers on the back... sat our beautiful gold Volvo.....a sense of relief came over all of us...especially the nice Jamaican man...I am sure he thought he would never get rid of us.....as we got off the bus....I quickly noticed that we were actually parked at V-4 .....I have no idea how you get S-5 from a V-4 but Collin Lost the Car Moody somehow did..........

the sick part of me...was kind of glad that it happened...........that darn Collin is pretty darn close to perfect....perfect can get kind of tough to live with ....especially when someone like myself has so many faults...its kind of nice to have the goods on a guy like Collin....not to mention it is so much more fun to blog about