There's no use in crying over spilt milk

I'm finally back in Rhinebeck after a whole lot of travelling this weekend. Our trip has been very eventful, to say the least. As soon as it was over, I said "oh, I am definitely blogging about this!"

Thursday morning, my cousin Jenna and I packed the car up, and go to Trader Joe's by 9:30 am. We had planned to leave for NY by 10am,When we were done with the shopping, we stocked up on the much needed Starbucks, and snuggled into the car for our long ride. We had Fergie on the radio blasting and Isaiah laughing, when we turn the car on and it's starts bucking. We both look at each other in disbelief and start laughing. Turn the car off, try it again, thinking maybe it's just some freak thing before realizing that, in fact, the car isn't going anywhere. Finally it hits us that we have to do something. We are all ready to drive to NY, bags packed, kid in car, and 1/2 hour from home. Quick phone calls are placed to John and Jenna's mom before I realize that the parking lot is right next to a gas station with a garage. I say to Jenna (who is looking way more attractive than me at this time of the morning), go over there with some cleavage and play the damsel in distress. A few minutes later, I see Jenna walking over with a very hot, grungy guy and she is just smiling and shaking her head at me. He comes to check the car out, then lets out a smile, telling us that we're going to need to push the car over to the garage. Jenna and I are just looking at each other laughing hysterically. Rob (hot mechanic), comes back over with 2 more guys to push the car over. At this point, Jenna and I are really losing it because there was about 10 gallons of split milk all over the parking lot. The poor guys could barely get enough traction to push the car. They seriously must have thought we were crazy because Jenna says, "you guys don't mind being in a few snapshots, do you?" This was too good not to document it with photos. Isaiah seemed really confused as to why we were standing outside watching out car get pushed. So we walk across the parking lot laughing and just shaking our heads. Of course, not before we took this photo.

We sat in the office for about a half hour before they figure out what was wrong with the car. There was a really nice lady with her 8 week old daughter that we chatted with. At least that made the time go by quickly. The diagnosis was a bad fuel pump and the guy said that he could have it done in 3 hours. Since we didn't really have another choice, we had the car fixed, went back to Starbucks and people watched.

Luckily for us, they were able to get the car fixed in just under 2 hours. $760 and 2 hours later, we were on the road to NY. The rest of the trip went smoothly and we were both thankful that this situation occurred in a parking lot and not on the main highway, or while I was alone with Isaiah. Speaking of Isaiah, he was a perfect angel through the whole ordeal.

The next morning, it was back in the car for us. Jenna and her parents picked Isaiah and I up and we were off to Rochester. Even though the mileage is about the same from D.C. to Hyde Park, the ride to Rochester is much easier and feels a lot quicker. We had a party on Friday night for Jenna's sister Erin, and then one on Saturday for my Grandma's 80th birthday. Yet another crazy little trip. Friday my sister and I drove all around Rochester to find a carrot cake. Who knew that it would be impossible to find one! After 5 places (including the biggest Wegman's ever), we finally found one.

Saturday morning we went to the best Children's Museums I have ever been to. It is the Strong Museum in downtown Rochester. They have things for all ages. Isaiah was so excited he could barely contain himself. One of the best sections was the mini-Wegmans. There are little shopping carts, realistic looking food, checkouts that work. It is really amazing. Anyway, Isaiah was in little kid heaven. I'd love to go back there.

We had a great weekend, although it went by really quickly. I'm betting Isaiah is glad to be out of the car for the week.

Today we have no real plans. Isaiah and I are about to get my much needed bagel from my favorite store. Hopefully they're open. I went over there on Friday morning and was more than disappointed when they were closed because there had been a fire in the apartment upstairs. I hope everything's o.k. over there! And I think I found a fabric store here that carries Denyse Schmidt fabrics. I may have to go investigate.

Gosh, I just realized I didn't get a good picture of hot Rob. I'll have to ask Jenna if she did.