Hello all! Sorry I wasn't on at all this past weekend. My Internet was down all day Saturday (And I was out most of the day), and yesterday I was working on a project for my sister's birthday gift. But, I thought this would be a good place to tell everyone about my interesting weekend...hence the thread title. I felt like the biggest re-re on Saturday. Let me tell you all about it. Gather 'round... Well, it was Saturday afternoon, and my family had been out all morning. We get back home so we can all split up. My dad and sister are heading off to play golf, and I have to drive my mom to her office so she can finish up a few things, then we're going to Hobby Lobby. Alright, so we get to her office, and I park on the side of the building (since we weren't supposed to be there for long). We walk in, she gets to her desk, and I tell her I'm gonna run back outside to fix something in my car. So I run back out and open the trunk. Things had been sliding around on the drive, and it was bothering me, so I was moving things around and whatnot. Well, I had laid my keys in the back of the trunk, looked at them and thought to myself, 'now don't leave those in there! Remember to get them out'. Alright, so I finish moving things around, grab the trunk, and shut it. I get about 2 steps before I realize what I've just done. I just locked my keys in my trunk. *slaps forehead* Ok, no biggie. I figure my mom has a key to my car, we'll just use hers. Well, I pass by the front of my car, glance in, and there is her purse and mine, in the floorboard. Her keys are in her purse. *slaps forhead again* Alright, now I'm beginning to panic. I run back inside and tell my mom about my keys. She was like, also. I did NOT want to call my dad, because he was about 40 minutes away, playing golf. After a couple minutes, I give him and call him. He and my sister had JUST gotten to the golf course. He told me to see if I could call someone to help. If not, to call him back. Alright, well my mom and I called the County Police. No answer. Then we called the City Marshall. No answer. Weeellll, this is all fine and dandy. So, we sit and ponder some more for a few minutes, and then I get an idea! There's a Honda dealership right down the road! Why don't we just call them and have them make us a spare key? Well, my mom called, and that's what we did. We gave them the Vin (?) number, and a guy made us a Vin key (which will open the car, but won't start it), and brought it down to us. So, about 90 minutes and $10 later, I got my keys! But there you have it folks! My adventure in stupidity for the weekend. That's the first time I locked my keys in the car, and hopefully it'll be the last. Alright, any of you have any goofy stories from your weekend, or am I the only one?