Humble pie

I don't know if I was getting too proud of my accomplishments--driving and shopping by myself. But in case I was too prideful, I had a good taste of humble pie the other day.

I took the kids to the store and just as we were checking out it started raining. The torrential rains that hit hard and are so loud on the tin roofs that you can't hear yourself think. We waited under the eaves of the store for about 25 minutes with about 20 other shoppers--while Sam splashed in the puddles and proceeded to get quite wet. Finally, the kids were crazy waiting and the rain let up just enough that the kids could actually hear me; so we decided to make a run for it to the car. Sam took off into the parking lot and I tried to follow down the ramp with my broken cart. The cart hit a big hole in the sidewalk and tipped over---all of our groceries spilled out into the wet parking lot--and we got soaked attempting to pick everything up. Fortunately the only casualty was 3 bottles of pop and one of the many people witnessing the mess, actually stood in the rain himself and helped us pick up.

Although I was quite embarassed when it happened--it now makes me laugh because we must have looked so ridiculous--3 uzungus (white people) picking up groceries in the pouring rain. The moral of the story: Don't forget your umbrella!!