Ladybug, Hairdryers, Cigarette Lighter

So I'm at the opthamologist, and once the ladybug has taken me back to the examining room, the doctor comes in and asks if the guy that's always with me is my husband or my father. Most definitely my husband, I answer, and then the doctor examines my eyes, declares them healthy, and asks if I want to take a walk and get some lunch. But I'm in a hurry, and I drive off, only to discover that I'm early for wherever it is I'm going. So I decide to drive up and down the road a few times, when I suddenly notice that there's this huge park that I'd never seen before, even though I've driven this stretch of road hundreds of times. So I pick up my friend Mary Herbert, who is walking along the berm, and we drive through the park and then suddenly we're in a village where the women have their hairdryers set up outside for when they get their hair done, and someone reaches into Mary's purse and steals a cigarette and her lighter.