"STUCK"

First off, I need to create a category called "idiot"...so hold on a minute. 

Alrighty, now that I've taken care of that...let's get into it.  If you remember this post...then you'll remember Big Daddy and his fight against the fruit snack.  But, for some reason, having something STUCK TO you is not as good as being STUCK IN something.  And what's better...he needed to ruin my day to prove this.

The story starts off very simply.  Big Daddy decided he wanted to, innocently enough, do a little fishing.  I,  on the other hand, wanted to enjoy a leisurely walk along the river since it was a nice day.  So whats a couple to do....split up.... go our separate ways, each towing a child.  My child was the stroller bound one since this was to be a nice walk, his child...the one that can fish without having to worry about a hook getting stuck to some stranger's ass. 

So off we go.............I am strolling along gabbing with my parents while enjoying the view when suddenly I hear a cell phone ring....it's not mine....I left mine in the car where it belongs because who the hell wants to be bothered by needless crap.  I hear my Mom answer, I hear her say "Yea, hold on" and then I know.  I just know that something, or rather some idiot, is about to ruin my day.  And what do you know.....it's Big Daddy......"I'm stuck, I'm stuck in the mud.  I'm low on gas, and I need someone to pull me out." 
Click....that was me, I hung up.  At first I thought, oh well...your fault.  But then it dawned on me when I looked over and only one of my children is with ME!  CRAP!  I can't leave my child stranded.

But what the hell am I supposed to do?  When I get to the "area" (we will talk more on this later) he is fishing, I can't even see the car.  Then way off in the distance I see the moron waving.  But I still can't see the car.  I get out of the car and trudge on down there only to find the stuck against a tree, not only stuck, but without gas so we can't even start the car to push it out.  What I don't get at the moment, is WHY he drove the car into that area, especially since it is a freakin' rear wheel drive sporty thing.  I ask.....he answers...I don't like his answer....I yell....he yells....I call him a freakin' idiot and threaten a crime of passion....he yells some more....I leave....with both kids. 

That's right...you heard me...I left his ass there.  Alone, with a car stuck in the mud, no gas, and maybe 5 miles from home.  You have a fishing pole, catch dinner I say. You have a phone, call someone who cares.  And I went home.  I was totally fine with my decision, and was even preparing a snack for the kids when suddenly J Girl pipes up, "Mommy?  Are you going to leave Daddy there?" 
Crap, crap and double crap.  "Of course not sweety."  I say, "Mommy, just came home to get the gas can."

Great!  Now I have to help him and my lesson is ruined...ruined I said.  I go to the shed and grab the gas can, throw it and the kids in the car and head to the gas station.  You know that place Big Daddy apparently can not for the life of him find.  On my way I call "the moron" and tell him to in turn call a couple of our friends to help since there is no freakin' way I am pushing that car out alone. I fill the can and again head on back to that "area" he is fishing. 

Upon arrival I was happy to see two friends there happily awaiting to help.  Big Daddy filled the car with gas, huh who'd a thought it needed that, and I climbed into the drivers seat and vroom, it started.  I drop it into first gear and screamed, "Heave, Ho, Heave, Ho" out the window while the men pushed.  Suddenly it broke loose from the rut and with the pedal to the floor the car screamed up the enbankment spewing mud all over Big Daddy while his cohorts, once again, were smart enough to step out of the way.

I parked the car and walked back to our friends to thank them for all their help.  As we all headed back to our vehicles one friend asked, "What the hell are you doing back here anyway Big Daddy?" 
"Fishin" Big Daddy answered.
At that moment, I heard a chuckle.  I instantly turned around because I just knew, I just knew this story was not over yet. 
"What are you talkin' about fishin'.....this ain't nothin' but runoff water...there ain't no fish in there!"

Comments

[Dan]

What a beautie!! Ioanna, she atlloubesy stunning and I am so happy I got to meet her in person. Yianni, again, you have done an amazing job. You have captured wonderful family moments. Good luck with beba's baptism

[Robert]

In the spirit of men sticking together, I decline to comment!