Sunday, July 22, 2012

My Special Moments Traveling with Other People's Kids

Down in the South they have a term for people like me: A Hot Mess.  I accept this title pretty freely because I'm usually a funny, hot mess who can laugh at herself, and it makes for some excellent stories to share over dinner.  This weekend I traveled to Auburn University with 14 other people's children, all teenage girls. (By the way they were excellently behaved young ladies). Since I have some pretty low maintenance boys, traveling with girls is always enlightening. It also gives me the opportunity to have special moments that are entirely more special than usual, because there is a larger quantity of people to watch said special moments.

First with the enlightenment on traveling with girls and their parents. What's up with the make up? You're going to play volleyball for two days, why bother? Another pressing question, since I don't wear make up, is how do you wear make up, sweat and don't get it everywhere? How do you wake up, half awake and not poke your eye out with liner and that wand thingy? Any activity that I have to wake up for 30 minutes earlier that requires multiple steps is a no go for me, but it was pretty amazing to watch some of these girls make that sacrifice. What's up with the leopard print? Every girl had some and does anyone else think the color pink is a little overdone? How many outfits do you have to pack for an overnight? I vaguely understand the option thing, but it's only one night. I promise a pair of pants/shorts, t shirt, under garments and socks will do (at least it does for my boys). Lastly is hair braiding the latest craze? These girls could do all kinds of cool braids all over their heads and they didn't fall out like when my hair gets braided. Pretty impressive skill ladies and when/how did you learn it?

Now for what many of you have probably been waiting for, my special moments. The biggest of these special moments was losing my car keys. Before you're the 1000th person to ask, yes, I retraced my steps. Yes, I searched all my pockets. Yes, I looked under the car and all around yet. Yes, I'm sure I had the keys in my hands (I even have a witness that says I used them to lock the car). Yes, the girls checked their stuff to make sure they didn't have them. Yes, I told the staff at Auburn that they were lost. Yes, I checked the lost and found (100 times by the way in a three hour period). The magical key fairy apparently took them and is not giving them back! The keys have vanished like the match to the random sock in your dryer. From the search for the keys to tripping over objects that were not present, to not being able to figure out a push/pull door, and my struggle with the fork machine at breakfast the special moment roller coaster was in high speed. The girls were great (even if they were giggling at my specialness). They opened the doors, assisted me with the fork machine and even gave some hugs.

Everyone was more than helpful in helping me find the keys. One of the dad's dealt helped me obtain a locksmith and met him at my car so I could coach the girls. A mom back in Georgia relayed the message that the locksmith was successful in his quest to find the obscure key to my station wagon. The locksmith was tenacious in finding a key to unlock my car (and he only charged me $95.00) A second dad drove me back to the car once they got it unlocked and running so, I didn't have to walk a half mile back to the dorm. The other parents offered prayers of hope and didn't visibly flip out that the coach couldn't find her car keys and someone was going to have to assist her in getting back to Georgia. A note to the parents that were so supportive: I have never lost a child on an outing (knock on wood) and despite my special moments with keys I really a responsible adult. Other than the two dads tripling the price of the locksmith and informing me that I will need to get a key chain the size of my head, everyone had a great laugh and were very supportive of helping me through my specialist moment of the day.

I think this may be the key fairy!He's disguising himself as an innocent gnome! If you see him get my keys please!
The trip was great! Everyone had a good time and now I have another excellent story to share at many dinners to come!

1 comment:

  1. Coach, that is an absolutely hillarious and accurate observation of traveling with girls! the key part was equally priceless though I know first hand how frustrating it was since my hubby was one helping lol, I could hear the frustration and worry in his voice, but was so very glad to make the call saying he got the key! There are not enough words for me to say to thank you for what you do for not only my girl but all of the others that you selfishly help. All I can say is THANK YOU, you give this Mom comfort in knowing you are there for my child should the need ever arise!

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