My parents are visiting (hence my excuse for light/non-existant blogging). My Dad drives a "real" truck, a HUGE Dodge Ram (crew cab so he can haul grandchildren in comfort). Its relatively new. Certainly new enough that it has a computerized keyring. Do you see it coming? Wait for it ...

I drove his truck to run an errand this morning. I'm shortish, so it was a big leap-n-wiggle-n-hop to get into the cab. Somehow during this spectacle, I managed to press the "panic" button on the keyring. Suddenly the truck exploded! I flung myself backwards from the truck, flailing and looking around wildly. I couldn't think, much less figure out how to make it stop since I wasn't even aware the key-ring had a "special" button!

Fortunately, after my husband regained his composure, he came to my rescue. He leads an interesting life :)