It’s all about the attitude

Alternate title: Thank goodness Sam's Club has cooked pizza and hot dogs.  Oh, and 4-berry ice cream sundaes, too.

Today was the first day back at work after a wonderful two week break.  It was 18 degrees outside with a wind chill of 5!  I don't live in the UP of Michigan people.  This is darn cold.

But, we survived the days cold and chill and made it through the first day back to work.

Realizing the gas light went on when I arrived at work, I planned to get some gas on the way home.  I pulled up to the pump (with the girls yelling and trying to "talk" to me through the glass) and filled her up.

That's when it all went downhill.

I went to start the van.  Click.  Click.  Nada.  Nothing.  It didn't even try to start. 

Crap.  That's my first thought.

Shoot.  That's me realizing it is 18 degrees outside and I'm going to need a jump.

Click.  Click.  I try again.  Nothing.

At this point, the guy next to me realizes what is going on.

I get out and pop the hood.  He asks if I have cables.  I do.  I'm prepared like that.

He finishes pumping and drives around.  He gives me a jump.

All the while, I know this won't last long.  I know that we need a new battery (it has been on the fritz).

I head home.  I start calling Sam's.  That's where we bought our last battery.  Good prices and relatively convenient.

No answer.  The customer service counter says they are busy.

Don't they understand I'm a mom with two kids...and it's almost 5:00pm.

I got home.  Got the kids out of the car and kept thinking. 

I have to get a battery.  I got them a snack and loaded them back in the van (after making sure she would start).

I winged it.  We needed a new battery and I remembered that Sam's has a mini-food court.  I called Mr. Serious.  He was going to meet us there.

We arrived at Sam's.  They said 1.5 hours.  We walked around for a while.  Natalie saw a boy playing with a ball.  She proceeded to yell "BBBBAAAALLLL!" for the next 10 minutes so everybody in the store could hear her.

I decided it was time for food.  We ate hot dogs and pizza for dinner.  At Sam's.  While getting a new car battery.  And, it was awkward and silly and weird and perfect.

The girls behaved very well (even with the "BBBAAAALLLLL" yelling).  They were fed.  We were fed.  And, we got a new, reliable battery.

I guess I am growing up and maturing.  The old Krystyn would have been throughout ticked off.  She would have called her step dad to ask him what to do.  Then, she probably would have waited for Mr. Serious to get home and high tailed it to a place closer.

But, the new Krystyn?  She savored the moment.  Enjoyed the time with her girls being silly and eating stinky hotdogs.

And, it was PERFECT!

It's sad that I have to write this, but Sam's Club has no idea I am writing this.  I paid for my car battery and for my hot dogs and pizza.  Oh, and the ice cream sundae that we split, too.  But, hey Sam's Club, if you want to extend my membership, or give me a gift card, I'd be willing to write about that, too!