OK folks. I must admit that I was so close to running out of gas on the highway in the mountains on my way to NC. You would of thought that I would of learned my lesson. Oh no, not Kim. I totally ran out of gas going to the store here in Charlotte today. Totally ran out! Here is the story. We went to dinner and then decided to quickly go into this thrift store that my mother-in-law had heard about. I had my father-in-law and my kids in the car watching a dvd. All of a sudden here comes Caitlin and her cousin running in and telling me that I ran out of gas. I just laughed and said no way. Ha. Ha. I went outside and it wouldn't start. We rolled it to see if tilting it another way would start the car. My idea guys. Didn't work. So Jim and I walked to the gas station. As I am paying for the gas a sheriff comes in and looks at me all sweaty and knows that I am in trouble. I ask him if he would give me a ride to my car, he only had room for 1. So he takes me back to the van. I put in the gas and it still won't start. Jim comes up, my father-in-law from walking back from the gas station. Tries to start it and another older man comes up all gruff and says "What is going on here folks?" So I tell him and he looks at my 1 gallon gas can and laughs and says "that isn't going to cut it." He says he will take us to get some more gas. Jim is kind-of in his own world and doesn't really respond. I feel weird because the guy grabs my gas can and Jim is doing his mechanic thing. So I get in the truck WITH HIM............ So I know where the gas station is and he is not going to that one. He says that he likes the one down another block. I start to freak out a little. Grab my purse tight and think how dumb I am. So we do get to the gas station and I pay for the gas. Get in the car and he is driving back. I feel my pocket and realize that I have Kathy's cell phone. It starts to ring....... It's Jim. "Where are you?" " We are on our way back to the parking lot." He says they got the van started and they are looking for me at the gas station that we didn't go to. The guys that is helping me is really persistent now and kind of gets gruff "Where are they? What gas station? What? Which one?" I felt really weird, but we get there. I tell him "Thanks, and keep my can and the gas."
Needless to say my in-laws and my children were freaking out! Kathy is all weepy and Jim is all huggy. My kids are relieved. I am just so feeling like I am just the biggest "dumb-ass" alive. I just did something that I would NEVER want my kids to do. I don't want to say too much on the guy. I did feel weird. He was very pushy and very lengthy in his stories. You just don't ever know. Was I extremely lucky that I got out of there in 1 piece? You just never know. But I do know this.... I sure did learn my lesson!