Fun Friday: A BC (Before Coronavirus) Story

How to repair broken cigarette lighter in car or truck. Easy and ...

Borrowed from a YouTube repair video by Peter Finn the Car Dr.

Soooo....I have to share this long but funny story (with dialogue) of a prime example of how times changed from when I was young, to what it's like now for my kids.

If you've already heard this story from me when it happened, I apologize, lol... you can carry on and thanks for stopping by. If you've not yet heard about my son and the cigarette lighter...please keep reading. If you don't like cuss words, you might also want to be on your way. And of course, thank you for stopping by.

HERE WE GO:

Last week on social media I saw something that was so funny. Not because it was a goofy picture of something, or it said something super clever that made me laugh (which I welcome a lot more of nowadays) but, because it was something that happened to me that week!!!

OMGOSH😳! YOU DONT EVEN KNOW! LOL!!!!

The photo I saw online that day was one of those posts that 'challenges young people to identify a photo of something that only we (older parents) would know' (you know like a dial phone or a boom box?).

---------this is what happened that made me just L.O.L. when I saw that post:

So days earlier, my son and I were taking a ride Before Coronavirus (which I've shortened to BC in my posts lately).

It was probably a taxi ride to or from his sport, or I dragged him unwillingly to a destination like the grocery store.

In my car's ashtray, I keep change and keys. I also have a car cigarette lighter in there (old cars still do).

Suddenly, abruptly and unexpectedly...as he can be often when he is alert but bored...

He pushes in and apologizes for (all in one swoop) the car lighter !

"Hey MOM! What's this!?"

(SMH/Palm to face)....

I give him the look...(why the H.E.dobulehockey---nevermind---WTHELL did you just do that for?).

Then I explain what it is.

He looks at me like 🤔???? W h a t ?? BUT H o w ??? AND Why??? He doesn't smoke anything.

I explain more....(eye-roll).

About a mile down the road the damn lighter has not popped up yet!
(Um...I have never used it...so he promptly gets another look.)

And he apologizes again.

We wait.

He begins to make small talk while praying I'm sure (that he hasn't just set my car on fire).

I do also.

Then he changes the subject...

In the middle of his nervous chit-chat POPPPPP! The lighter finally ejects! b

But not without the MOST AWFUL awful stench!
We both crack up and open the windows. (Burnt hairdryer smell anyone? 😲😬

Yep, aging myself there too aren't I? (Aquanet/curling iron/hairspray...)

Kick child in ass, anyone? OMGOSH!

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And there you have a 15 y/o boy's educational moment on car cigarette lighters.

Wonder if he will touch any more buttons next time...

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I used to post funny things on Friday all the time. Just thought maybe we should get back to that.

Sometimes, in times of chaos, confusion, fear, or stress it's good to allow ourselves to reflect on memories...ones that make us laugh.

Today, pull up a picture on your phone or some old photos from the closet, and find some funny memory to share with your kids.

It might be your hairstyle, your old car, your wardrobe. Just find something funny you did, or maybe something they did or had (Hint- all hairstyles come and go- wink wink).

Allow yourself to bond under stress by taking a few minutes to focus on the past (yes, it's hard to think happily about where we were then, because for now, BC isn't here). We'll get there. One day (and maybe one good belly laugh) at a time.

Stay well. 🙏 Stay home. 💛Be Strong and Be Kind.

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