Rick FINALLY got a day off so we loaded up in the truck and headed to the Oklahoma Aquarium. It was our first day together in over three weeks. Are you thinking what I am?! This could be a disaster…
Two adults, two kids, two backpacks full of travel entertainment, an ice chest with drinks, a few snacks and we hit the road!
Long car trip…..no fighting the whole way. WOW!
Trip to Academy Sports to get new life jackets for the summer…not bad
Oklahoma Aquarium…the kids LOVE it! Its fun to pet the big horseshoe crabs. The boy loves the shark tunnel, he has to go under at least twice, and my baby girl has an interest in seahorses. I saw Ricks eyes light up a few times at the bass and crappie tank. I know he was thinking, ‘wish I could catch one that big. Looks like dinner.’ Meanwhile, I was standing in front of the alligator gar tank and crying a little inside. Crud!! I swim with those monsters every year. Yikes!!
Are you waiting for the disaster part yet? Well, okay….
On to dinner…We went to a mexican restaurant which I will not name because they might see this, remember me, and ban us for life!
Everyone is starving, so we order chips and drinks. Of Course, its 6:30 and REALLY busy when…my precious boy, in a rush with his chip to the cheese dip…spills his ENTIRE large Dr Pepper down into my lap, where it then runs into my purse. Did I mention it was ICE cold?!?
Torn between laughter and rage I pick the ice cubes out of my lap while Ricks finds, begs and borrows every skimpy paper napkin in the place. I refuse to get out of my seat, so I dab around a little and try to wipe the puddle from my chair onto the floor. I think only a third of the restaurant saw us, not bad!
Once cleaned up, the table is deathly quiet. For those of you that don’t know my husband, Rick, he is a loving, fun, responsible guy but he is NOT prone to a fit of giggles. Me and the kids try to be on our best behavior when in public with ‘Dad’.
Anyway, back to the table. Still waiting for our food…
No one is talking…
The boy has hot salsa breath so I have to give the little brat MY Dr Pepper cause he says his tongue is on fire. Dang!! Now I don’t even have a drink.
Back to waiting…
Rick finally breaks the silence “Did you get your purse cleaned up?”
“Um…that is the least of my problems. I have wet UNDERWEAR!!”
Teeheehee…the boy starts to giggle.
“That’s NOT funny” Rick glares
Ooops! I thought it was funny too!
Back to silence…
Yea, our food comes…
While we were eating our tacos, I got to thinking about how this was a pivotal point in the day. We could be crabby and have a miserable, LONG, ride home or we could make light of the situation and laugh.
I also thought “Man, if the McClouds were here we would have all stood up, caused a scene, traded places eight times, asked the people next to us for all THEIR napkins, made fun of my wet butt and generally laughed SO loud that the entire restaurant would have known that we spilled our drink”
That made me smile.
So, when it was time to leave…”Rick, do you know where the restroom is? I don’t WANT everyone to see my wet pants but I really need to go before we head home.”
“No, but you can bet it’s in the farthest corner away from this table.”
I hate when he is right!!
So, in true form, I held my head up high, stood out of my soggy seat and walked across the restaurant to the bathroom. Once inside, I look in the mirror and convince myself ‘it’s not TOO bad!’
One walk BACK to the table, and the boy says “Dad and I were watching you walk away and it looks like you REALLY wet your pants!”
Then we look at each other and bust up laughing!
Soon we are ALL laughing and I’m riding home in soggy drawers.
All-in-all, not a bad day!
Hope you remember to laugh at the unexpected parts of your life!