We celebrated my Aunt Joanie’s birthday by heading down to Disneyland so she could get her Disney bucks. The whole day was really fun. The kids played in the water for a really long time because it was so hot. Good times.
The party ended with a bang when I went to put my sleeping babies in the car and discovered that I had been pooped and keyed. I apparently ticked someone off in the parking structure and I have a hunch who it was.
Here is what I think happened. The parking attendants were double stacking the spots, which is abnormal. That means the people parked in front of me were still getting out of their car when I pulled in. They gave me a dirty look in disapproval of me moving in on their space. But come on! Poop and key! Couldn’t they have just flipped me off or something? Josh and I were joking that the poop was actually kind of funny. It was the keying that was just wrong.
Even though Disneyland has security like Fort Knox they referred me to file a report with the Anaheim Police Department. That seems like a waste of time. It would probably just be a formality for my insurance.
It was funny because my Aunt’s family was offering sympathy and grieving over my van with me, while my Mom, Dad and Sister had their cameras out snapping shots and laughing. My family cracks me up. So there you have it, this photo of my poor pooped van is courtesy of Lindy.
Me with my nephew T and the birthday girl!
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