January 21, 2016. Oopsey Daisy.

January 21, 2016.  Oopsey Daisy.  It has been an odd day, weather-wise.  It has been relatively warm, in the mid-sixties.  But, it has rained, on and off, most of the day.  Tonight, forecasters are warning of severe storms and the possibility of tornadoes.  We managed a short walk between rain bands this morning and a run to Walmart this afternoon.  There are several lakes within the park.  The air was so still that the lake served as a mirror, reflecting objects on the other side of the lake.  It made a good picture, don't you think?

The rear brakes went out on my bike earlier this week.  I continued to ride, relying on the front brakes to slow and stop.  This morning, I noticed the rear tire of the bike was flat.  On top of that, Annie told me that my rear wheel was lopsided and wobbled when I rode.  We took both bikes into the shop this afternoon.  They are supposed to be ready to pick up tomorrow.

Annie is always asking me if I unhooked everything on the outside when we leave the campsite.  It has become a bit of a game.  "Did you unhook everything on the outside?"

"Yes, dear," I respond unthinkingly. 

I don't recall whether she asked me Saturday when we went to the movie.  I am pretty sure she did and, if she did, that I answered rotely without looking or thinking about her question.
As we left the theater, I noticed the cap covering the electric receptacle on Harvey was not closed.  I often forget to cover the receptacle, so I thought nothing more about it. 

When we got back to the campground, I noticed the electric cord was stretched out, much as is shown in the picture, above.  I thought that was odd.  I never leave it stretched out.  I always coil it near the electric and water hook-ups.  There was a five year-old boy in the campsite next to ours, so I guessed he had straightened the cord.  That wasn't a very wise thing to do, but I had no other theories. 

When I tried to plug the electrical cord into the receptacle on Harvey, the prongs in the receptacle were bent.  I bent them back straight, then plugged in the cord.  I thought, maybe, some kids had bent the prongs while we were in the theater.  The threaded plastic around the receptacle was broken.  The cord has a threaded collar which screws onto the plastic on the receptacle holding the cord in place.  

I was telling Annie about the incident today.  She incisively asked, "Do you suppose you drove off while we were still plugged in?"   

Busted. 

We went outside to look for the plastic which broke off the receptacle.  I stretched the electrical cord to the same area where I found it Saturday.  Sure enough, I found two pieces of plastic where the end of the cord was. 

I have driven off in RVs with the TV antennae up.  I once drove off when Mikki was on top of the RV after watching fireworks in Anchorage.  And, I drove off leaving Casey at Wendy's in Loveland, Colorado.  Now, I have driven off without unplugging the electrical cord from the RV. 

Oopsie Daisy.  Annie's new pet name for me is "Doofus".