So I stole this from Trista's blog so here goes.....
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL MEMORY OF YOU AND ME.It can be anything you want--good or bad--BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
Oh, for fun, type failure into a google search and click on I'm feeling lucky. Have a laugh. Miserable failure used to work as well. You used to be able to search for the weapons of mass destruction on google, and get a made up Microsoft error window, which lead to a book of poerty written by Ashcroft.
Friday, December 09, 2005
Thursday, December 08, 2005
I miss my car.
So, I know I have been a real lazy bones and not updated this forever. So am I writing an earth shattering piece, ummm, no. Rather, I will whine.
So, DH's car broke down on Friday. Saturday and Sunday, he had drill. Because I had NO desire to drive to Salt Lake and back, he had the car. So I had no car for the weekend. Monday night, we get his car towed to the shop. I'm now bumming rides from co-workers. I'm grateful to them. I so miss the freedom of controlling my own transportation. The other day, I had a state car, and I reveled in the freedom of being able to stop at a gas station and buy a soda.
Why do I not have a car, and DH has my car? Because he has to be at school at 5:45 am, and I don't want to drive to Weber to take him there, and then pick him up when tutoring is done at 8:30 ish.
So far, it has been an exhaust problem, and we are only in for about $250, much cheaper than I expected. The Ford Contour has not one, not two, but THREE catalytic converters, and the rear one plugged up so bad, that no exhaust was getting to the muffler. WOW. No wonder the car refused to go, and made a horrible hissing noise when the gas was pushed.
So I feel quite caged and restricted. I miss my car. Yesterday, DH came home and I drove it to a church thing. Not only is my car now full of his crap, he changed all my radio presets. GRRRRR. Not very happy about that one at all. Oh, and he got mud all over my car as well.
Tuesday, after he was done with tutoring at about 8:30pm, he was susposed to stop and get me dinner. Now, there is really no food in my house (or at least none I want to eat) because I have not been able to go to the store, as I have no car. So he was getting me Noodles and Co. He calls me from the Game Stop next door, and starts placing a Christmas wish list. I not very sweetly reminded him that his pregnant wife was at home starving, and he was video game shopping????
So, I'm slightly fed up with this no car thing. I really want my car back. Hopefully his car will be done tonight.
And to top off this lovely day, I left my cell phone at home. I know no ones phone numbers. I had to ask HR what my mom's cell # is (she is an emergency contact) as I have NO idea what her number is. I usually push and hold 3, and it magically dials her.
I just REALLY want my car back.
So, DH's car broke down on Friday. Saturday and Sunday, he had drill. Because I had NO desire to drive to Salt Lake and back, he had the car. So I had no car for the weekend. Monday night, we get his car towed to the shop. I'm now bumming rides from co-workers. I'm grateful to them. I so miss the freedom of controlling my own transportation. The other day, I had a state car, and I reveled in the freedom of being able to stop at a gas station and buy a soda.
Why do I not have a car, and DH has my car? Because he has to be at school at 5:45 am, and I don't want to drive to Weber to take him there, and then pick him up when tutoring is done at 8:30 ish.
So far, it has been an exhaust problem, and we are only in for about $250, much cheaper than I expected. The Ford Contour has not one, not two, but THREE catalytic converters, and the rear one plugged up so bad, that no exhaust was getting to the muffler. WOW. No wonder the car refused to go, and made a horrible hissing noise when the gas was pushed.
So I feel quite caged and restricted. I miss my car. Yesterday, DH came home and I drove it to a church thing. Not only is my car now full of his crap, he changed all my radio presets. GRRRRR. Not very happy about that one at all. Oh, and he got mud all over my car as well.
Tuesday, after he was done with tutoring at about 8:30pm, he was susposed to stop and get me dinner. Now, there is really no food in my house (or at least none I want to eat) because I have not been able to go to the store, as I have no car. So he was getting me Noodles and Co. He calls me from the Game Stop next door, and starts placing a Christmas wish list. I not very sweetly reminded him that his pregnant wife was at home starving, and he was video game shopping????
So, I'm slightly fed up with this no car thing. I really want my car back. Hopefully his car will be done tonight.
And to top off this lovely day, I left my cell phone at home. I know no ones phone numbers. I had to ask HR what my mom's cell # is (she is an emergency contact) as I have NO idea what her number is. I usually push and hold 3, and it magically dials her.
I just REALLY want my car back.
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