A Note From Your Publisher: The one about the comedy of errors 📝

By Christen Reiner, Macaroni Kid Lakewood-Littleton & Macaroni Kid Denver Editor and Publisher September 2, 2021

Hey Mac Families!

This week was a comedy of errors.... and if I didn't find the humor in it, I'd probably be curled up in a ball, hiding from the world right now. So I did. Find the humor, that is. 

I will admit that I maaaaaay not have seen the humor while I was IN each of these moments, but looking back, I can't help but laugh.

So have a little giggle on me, my friends.

I started off my Monday with a low tire. No biggie, right? I needed an oil change anyway, so I headed to Grease Monkey after school drop off. Got a few things done on the car. Super nice crew there. Went to pay the bill.... aaaaand had left my wallet in my pool bag. At home. Thankfully, I had shoved a little wad of cash in my bag from my sister-in-law a few days before. Problem solved.

Then I proceeded to drive a literal 2 minutes to the gas station. I had somehow forgotten that I had left my wallet at home IN THE LITERAL 2 MINUTES it took to drive there. No gas. Headed home.

I was telling my friend about the sad, old lady memory situation, and she asked why I didn't stop and grab my hubs' card to pay since he was at work a few minutes from Grease Monkey and the gas station. Ummmm yeah, it didn't even occur to me. So there's that.

Went BACK out, got gas at a station near my house, drove PAST Grease Monkey and the gas station... AGAIN... to drop off some water bottles at the engraver for marching band, much later than I had anticipated. Thankfully, the engraver has a lovely wife who waited for me.

Stopped at Aspen Grove to pick up shampoo because the exact same huge bottle of shampoo I ordered a couple of weeks ago has somehow disappeared. In my house. (SERIOUSLY, WHERE DID IT GO????)

On Tuesday, my kids were bickering and giving me attitude SO BAD that I threw a handful of forks on the floor. My hubs is now calling me Forky.

I went to Target on Wednesday for what was supposed to be a 20 minute trip right after drop off. Hair wet and wild, no contacts, hadn't eaten breakfast... you know the drill. I'm sure I don't have to tell you how long I spent there, but I will. Two and half hours. TWO AND A HALF HOURS. You're killin' me, Smalls.

On Thursday morning, I discovered that the lizard light burned out WHILE I was AT the dang pet store. I also discovered that one of the ingredients I needed for dinner was expired, minutes after I had just gotten home from grocery shopping. Minutes, people. Oh, and my tire was low again when I got in to pick up my kid from school. What the ding? Give this mom a break.

Have you ever been binge watching a show when you get to the very last show on Netflix but you didn't realize it was the last show until it was over and you see the little preview thingy at the bottom for a new show instead of it automatically going to the next episode and you're like NOOOOOOO and the new season won't be out for like MONTHS and now you are going through withdrawals because you weren't ready for the end and now you are super sad about that? Yeah, that. Happy flipping Friday.

I think I might bubble wrap myself and sleep the entire weekend away, just in case. Oh wait, my youngest's birthday is Tuesday. No time for sleep. Wish me luck, my friends. 


Peace ☮️, Love ❤️, & Macaroni 🌼,