You pick me up when I’m down. You cry with me when I share tear worthy stories. You laugh with me when I share my often too ridiculous stories. You are simply the best.
And that’s why I’m excited to share with you a day in the life of one reader. It was a digital conversation between she and I, not meant to be shared at the time. But after we both had a good laugh, I asked Rose if we could tell her story here and she agreed. You won’t believe all the chaos this mom encountered that day.
Rose was one of the four winners of my I’m Proud To Be A Scary Mommy Too Book Giveaway.
“The morning I received the book in the mail, I was running late for my weekly Friday lunch date with my 2nd grade son at his school. I tossed the book in my purse, grabbed a cold Pepsi out of the fridge and rushed out the door with my 5 year-old daughter.
When I got to the school, I had to wait outside and call in. The school was on a safety lock down because an irate parent brought a gun into the school. I followed the school official to the office and signed in while holding my drink.
I chose lemonade instead at lunch, leaving my Pepsi on the table by my purse. Due to the lock down, recess was held inside and during this time, my purse and can of Pepsi sat on my son’s desk while the class ate and played close by.
After recess and lunch with my son, my daughter and I left and drove immediately to her class at the gymnastics training center. We got stuck in construction for 20 minutes while I tried to get into the right lane.
Other drivers had a great view of me with my blue Pepsi can in my console and my daughter in her car seat.
When we arrived at the gym, I again walked in with my drink in hand and sat with my usual group of moms. We usually gossip or read but that day there was a bank stand-off down the street so one mom was giving us updates from texts her husband, who was on the SWAT team, was sending.
In between updates, I tried to read my new book. I noticed moms were looking at me weird and I thought they were wondering what kind of mother I was. Were they staring because I was reading confessionals of scary mommies or maybe because I sought bank robbery details like it was the season’s hottest soap opera?
During one update, I nonchalantly grabbed my drink, opened it and took a big gulp. I immediately spit it out — all over the cop’s wife. She was horrified. When my gagging subsided, I heard her say, “OMG! Did you just spit BEER all over me?”
The Pepsi I had carried into my son’s school, displayed openly in my car and then opened in the gym during my daughter’s gymnastics class was a Bud Light!
That mom ended up laughing so hard she almost peed herself and made me promise that I would “confess” my story to you. I talked her out of taking a picture and posting a WANTED sign in the gym.
I have since finished the book and passed it on to the next mom, making her promise she’ll check out your blog and make her own confession on Jill’s site in order to receive it. So again, thank you for the giveaway, I’ll obviously NEVER forget it!”