following K's post , funny enough (as they had a moment or two), we have dubbed today Black Monday.
We piddled and cleaned this morning - with minimal damage to dh's feelings - first-day-of-period-Me only shouted at him three times that if he would JUST PUT THINGS WHERE THEY GO WE WOULDN"T HAVE THIS PROBLEM!" (making fun of Me, not dh.)
Eventually we got out of the house, packed (enough for a week, as usual) with adventure packs, goggles, sand toys, the makings for sandwiches, beer (ahem), books, paints, and all the usual paraphernalia.
Bought a new leash for Annabelle (it was one of those things that didn't get put Where It Goes And Was Now Lost.)
Finally! at like 4pm or something now.
Gas at Chevron a block away from freeway entrance (13th and 21st), and we're there!!
Uh, no.
Nope!
What?
Why won't it start?
Uh...
Is the battery dead?
Kind person jumps us.
Nope. Nothin'!
Damn!
Uh.... push start, then. Thank goodness for standard transmissions.... (I love standards! Never give me an automatic - I won't know how to drive it...)
To home - take brand new battery out of 4Runner, insert into Pathfinder.
There! That will do it! Now we can go.....
Nope.
Nothin'.
Grrrrr.
Black Monday.
Picnic in the backyard, says Daddy.
To the pool.
sigh.
Drag gear to the backyard, then.
Where's that damned beer?
Thank God I don't have to drive.....
cackling over here!!!
ReplyDeletethanks for that!
still cackling....
Lawd, I'm gonna wake up the neighbors....
ReplyDeletebtw -
ReplyDeletethere is no "fish" symbol up, yet.
Just mine!
Cheeky Monkey.
I'm not sure what that means - the no sticker needed, it just knows part.
ReplyDeleteI don't question the truck not starting/breaking down (a mile away from home), and do not fear that I am being punished.
Number one, I don't fear God (or however one chooses to name the All), I choose to experience, soak up, and celebrate God, instead.
:)
Secondly, it's the right truck. We're good at making those sorts of choices. We trust that the right thing will happen, and it does!
Lastly, we weren't stranded miles away from home, and even if we were, I'd be looking at the situation with nonjudging eyes, in an attempt to extract the Good out of it. (after the initial irritation, of course.)
Right now I can think of several "good"'s -
We were not stranded. It will be fixed by next week for our trip and vacation, I can stay home and work on things (Me, my house, my patience, the energy in my home) the next day or two while New Truck gets fixed. I can better prepare for our party on Sunday!
K-
ReplyDeleteWell,
regardless, it was welcome, and made me think!
Not in a "questioning my beliefs" sort of way -they're meticulously chosen and extensively thought/felt/philosophized through, but in an "I want to find common ground, not separate myself from my Brothers" sort of way!
Though, admittedly, I AM a pirate, and as I have said often lately, forty is bringing out the Fiercest Of Them All in me.
My husband told me our friend last year (per his 40th) got a tattoo. (I had forgotten that he is my one friend a year older than I.) Others get sports cars.
Some have affairs of the heart or head.
I'm just gettin' sassier. (though, dangerous territory, to be sure.)
THe Pirette in me says "So Be It!"