Always a story...

I swear, we are never short of crazy crap that happens to us....not even going to the movie happens without a story!

Weds night was the 10:00 showing of the Hangover III (which was hilarious, by the way. Not as funny as the first, but funnier than the second. I could just eat Bradley Cooper up, and Zach Galifianakis is probably the funniest man on the planet. LOVE him!), so shortly after midnight, we made our way out to the parking lot. Sam hits the unlock button on her remote and nothing happens. Repeat a few times. She finally unlocks the car using the key, and….the alarm goes off.  Can we get it to cut off? Of course not, the remote wasn’t working. And as a result…the car will not start. Sam pops the hood to at least silence the alarm, and up pulls the police to offer their help.

Sam tries to call John, except you know, it’s 12:15 am and he’s asleep. So a few more tries, and he finally wakes up and groggily tries to comprehend what Samantha is saying, and telling her what she might be able to do, since he thinks the remote battery is dead. And it can’t be a normal battery, can it? Of course not. Paige and I are standing off to the side, of little to no help – since clearly, car alarm extraordinaire I am not! (And we passed time by taking ridiculous pictures in the parking lot) Finally Sam tells John where we were. Since he was a good 35 minutes away, I had all these envisions of us climbing into the back of a police car to take us to my house, which was only a mile away. Sam finally smacks the remote around a little bit and apparently got the last little bit of life out of it and it unlocked the car and started right up. Success!

And now it’s time for some serious vacation time – I’m off to Georgia to the bestie’s house, and tomorrow morning we’re shoving out for Florida! Beaches & Wine all weekend long!