So instead of making pizza or buying pizza and having to deal with left overs, my mom suggested we just go into Costco and get a slice of pizza. I love Costco. What a great idea! So we went in at about noon walked around Costco, tried samples, looked at things, you know...Costco things.

We just had one more errand to run...right behind Costco.
Well...Then...over the intercom my mom and I heard "Whoever owns the...the...the red car, please come up to front."
Ok.
Well...crunch...a 16-year-old girl back right up on top of my car. Not into it....on to it.

Our quick trip into get pizza, lasted a bit longer than we had planned. Murphy's Law. Call mom for details.