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That damn rogue coffee cup from Harvey's hadn't finished with me yet!! I had left it in big blue's cup holder with about 1/4 cup of coffee left untouched. Now, it isn't like I don't know better. I am well aware of my propensity to trip, drop, bump into and spill things in a misslill "oops" kind of way. There it sat, innocently (or so I thought) waiting for me to do the right thing and keep my car neat and tidy.

Those who know me are also aware of my propensity to let assorted bits of debris collect in my car until getting doors open and closed can become a problem. Water bottles, coffee cups (empty!), newspapers, odd mittens, you name it.

OnMyWay2Paradise has made a hobby of collecting spare change from my car and living room floor and is planning to retire on the takings any day now!

I have however been much better with this car. It has remained fairly pristine except for the odd water bottle (well, 7 or 8) lurking around. This coffee cup managed to deftly elude my newfound neatness and remained steadfastly ensconsed in the cup holder. It remained there that is until yesterday.

I had a doctor's appointment as my bladder infection was not getting any better on the amoxicillin. Traffic was quite heavy and I was on a tight schedule. It was also quite mild and I decided to take off my jacket while sitting at a red light. I could insert a dig at the department of motor vehicles here stating that I do actually sit at red lights and not go through them as they accused me of doing, but I won't.

A maneuver like removing my jacket while behind the wheel requires grace, dexterity and finesse - attributes I simply do not posses in this lifetime. The coffee cup flew through the air and deposited its cold sticky contents all over my car seat and even more importantly, all over me!

This situation required quick thinking. I wouldn't have time to drive home and change, so I did the next best thing. I pulled into Value Villiage (the charity shop) and rushed in, praying that they would have a pair of not too odd looking jeans in my size. I grabbed a pair of size 12 Manager jeans and dashed into the fitting room. Success! A bit tight, but if I remembered to keep sucking in my gut I could just about get away with it.

Time was of the essence so I kept them on, and clutching my coffee soaked jeans headed to the checkout. I explained my situation and tore the price tag off in her presence as I really didn't want to get busted for shoplifting. Could you imagine the headline? Busted for shoplifting used jeans at a charity shop!! I still smelled vaguely of coffee as my jacket sleeve had also been involved in the debacle, but I didn't have time to shop for a coat.

I couldn't find any paper towels, so I used two odd mittens to mop up the coffee on the car seat. Physics was never a strong subject for me, but I cannot comprehend for the life of me how 1/4 cup of coffee in a paper cup and somehow become 6 cups spread across a car seat.

I also don't know how I always manage to lose only one glove or mitten when I always have two with me when I leave the apartment. But then, that's another blog entry.

The story does have a happy ending of sorts as I did make it to my appointment on time. Actually, I could have been late as she is always behind schedule by about 40 minutes. I ended up with a pair of jeans that might actually be comfortable if I lose 5 pounds. I also managed to pilfer (!! ) a copy of Century Home magazine from the doctors waiting room. I don't feel too guilty because it is dated December 1998!! but it had some ideas for window treatments that I wanted to keep. I have a new antibiotic which seems to be doing the trick. Any passengers in my car will be convinced that I have purchased a coffee scented air freshner.

As for the rogue Harvey's coffee cup? I am ashamed to say that it is sitting on the floor on the passenger side still waiting to be disposed of. I promise, I solemnly promise to do it today before any other disaster occurs.