Marvin

Who is Marvin? He's that guy in Pulp Fiction who gets his head blown off in the back of the car and leads to "The Bonnie Situation". You remember, right? The back of the car looks like, well - like someones head was blown to bits in the back seat. And recently my car looked exactly the same.

We had a really fun day, me and the girls. Drama Queen had a day off of school and so the two of us, and Pee Pot, headed out for a day of girl stuff. Lunch out, shopping, just doing all the stuff girls do when they hang out. At the end of all of this, they were starting to get cranky with one another and I decided a snack would help us all. Hmmm- what to feed them. . .something healthy-ish, but not too expensive that they would still think was a treat. . . .SMOOTHIES. FUN! So I get the 3 of us 2 smoothies. One is tropical mango flavored and the other is pomagranete raspberry. The health nut in me - immediately goes WOO - antioxidants! So we drink our smoothies and continue shopping and then begin to head home. Still drinking our smoothies. While I'm driving, Pee Pot proceeds to take the lid off of the top of the smoothie. The Dark Purple One.

What follows is apparently her first "masterpiece" of contemporary art. She uses the straw to suck up some juiced (it is now totally melted) and then blow it out of the straw onto the seats around her. Leather seats. Drama Queen giggles. I smile up front, totally ignorant of the carnage behind me. Assuming they are playing well together for once. My stupidity reigns supreme. I see a drop of something hit my windshield. My brain says "bug" and I keep driving. Then a drop of something hits my arm. My brain says "blood" and I freak. I'm screaming at the girls - WHAT. IS. GOING. ON. BACK. THERE? Immediately Drama Queen rats out her sister in an effort to absolve herself of any wrongdoing. . . .

We arrive home and begin the long and drawn out cleaning process. Antioxidants have splattered literally over every surface of the back seat as well as the back of the front seat. I find drops on my dash board, drops in my hair, the girls look to be infected with chicken pox and the load of books and toys that reside in my car have also caught the infectious disease. It is, without a doubt, the stickiest, stained car since. . . .Marvin.