Where do I even begin to share about my Wednesday?
Let's see, the afternoon, boring. I was called out to help proctor an SOL [Standards of Learning...the silly/stupid test students take starting in third grade in the different subject areas in the state of Virginia]. The ESOL teacher at my school was giving the test to seven of her students. I just had to sit in on it so that she wouldn't give out the answers to them. Not that she would, but it was required and I was the lucky chosen one.
Two hours later...the biggest waste of my life. It put me in a pretty sour mood, to be honest. I went over to Jason's after and he wanted to go play disc golf. I wasn't really in the mood, but we went anyway. [Luckily, I had a pair of flats in the car since I wore wedges to school. Talk about what an uncomfortable time that would've been at the park!] He only played one quick round before heading out.
I was quiet in the car and he kept asking what I wanted to do about dinner giving different options, but I honestly was indecisive. It didn't matter to me. After a good 40 or so minutes sitting in traffic, I was in and out of closing my eyes just to rest when all of a sudden my head gets pushed forward! I opened my eyes and say, "Did someone hit us?!" We seriously had just been sitting there. Stand still traffic. Yes, somebody had bumped in to Jason's car. The person didn't even get out of their car! Jason is the one who got out, went to the other guy and said, "Did you get hit?" and asked if he was alright. Luckily, Jason didn't have any damage to his car, so he let it go and we kept driving. [Seriously, if that were me, I would've been out of the car to check on the other person!] And if we had waited and there had been damage, we would've been sitting there...forever. We also, luckily, didn't hit the car in front of us.
I was a bit shaken up and had hit a point at that point that I just started tearing up and said, "I'm fine. I'm just tired and this doesn't help." Something along those lines. We decided to hit up Matchbox for dinner, a new restaurant that had recently opened up in the Mosaic-Merrifield shopping center. We honestly walked around thinking we knew where it was and eventually found it. Got a table, a drink, and enjoyed our dinner together. That definitely helped take the pressure off of everything that has just happened.
After we hopped in to the car, it wouldn't go in to reverse. Jason has a stick shift and our luck just kept on...I had to steer it out of the spot and fortunately, there are nice people in Northern Virginia...A man who was waiting in the parking garage, got out of his car to help Jason move it. I was so happy to have seen someone help instead of get worked up and impatient since we couldn't get out of our spot. If only there were more people like that in the world.
We finally stopped by Redbox to pick up This is 40, ended up going back to my place, but on the way there, Jason's car stalled and he had pulled over. I did the same as I saw him on the side of the road. [Oh, and some motorists howled at me. People really know how to get to me.] Yet again, thank goodness, his car made it back to my place where we hung out for a bit and then watched the movie. It was good, but incredibly depressing! Talk about real life.

And talk about a ridiculous evening with the odds completely against us! Quite the date night, indeed.
Now I am back home, blogging and spending a lot of time reading on my Kindle. Mom isn't home from work yet, so the only person I've seen is Ken, my stepdad. Yes, exciting times, I know. Toni
ght I'll need to drop my car off at the shop so that I can get an oil change tomorrow. Hopefully I'll get to spend some time with Mom later...Maybe a trip to Target and Starbucks either tomorrow or Saturday.
Annnd...that's a wrap! I didn't realize how long this post was getting, but if you made it through to the end, you completely rock. Back to reading until mi Madre gets home. I hope everyone else is excited that the weekend is almost here and relaxes this evening!