[Think Of A Something Thursday!]

Towels are generally very useful things. But I come today to sing the praises of one particular 16 x 14 rectangle of terry cloth.

My sister started her family before I and turned me onto the simple bar towel. Catches spills and drips, hangs nicely off of various mom bags - can serve as a very emergency diaper. But as my kids have gotten less messy and my purse and mom bags have evolved, I began leaving them at home.

Bad Idea.

One dark and cranky night, I managed to get the kids in the car out of order, pop the groceries in the trunk, my purse in the front, and get the cart to the cart guy while negotiating the surrounding parking spaces with people who’ve never learned to wait their turn. Meantime, mister can’t-keep-his-hands-off-of-buttons-and-switches has locked the children, keys, and cell phones in, and the mommy out. All for the want of a towel. Fun, no?

That’s how it could have happened.

But how about this?*

One dark and cranky night, I managed to get the kids in the car out of order, pop the groceries in the trunk, my purse in the front, my handy towel in the door, and get the cart to the cart guy while negotiating the surrounding parking spaces with people who’ve never learned to wait their turn. Meantime, mister CKHHOOBAS has attempted and failed to lock the children, keys, and cell phones in, and the mommy out. All thanks to the towel. Fun, no?


*it ended up that neither of those scenarios happened, thankfully especially not the former. I probably did a quarter mile running around the car trying to get everyone in, divert people from helping me by closing the doors while my keys were in the car, and keeping my exploring eldest from locking the doors while my keys were in the car. Note to self - time to put the spare key around my neck and not take it off for a few years.

Gah.

I will have more to say about the beauty of this particular style of towel; stay tuned. It rocks.