November 16, 2005
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Life’s been crazy. I was on my way to another herb thing, this time at Powells, and my car broke down. I don’t have the kind of car that suddenly breaks down. I’ve never had a car just up and die on me. Fortunately I was two miles from my oldest daughter’s apartment because when I called Triple A I was told it would be at least 2 hours. But they said they could pick me up at my daughter’s.
The minute I got inside her warm apartment — Man that was a chilly walk, I hadn’t dressed for a hike — my phone rang and they said I could get out of the car now; they were there. I was polite and they said they’d be right there. I waited outside since I figured how long does it take to drive two miles. Fifteen minutes later, when I called to say WTF, I was told they’d gone to change someone’s tire. ????????????
It got worse. I went back inside her apartment and waited and the guy eventually showed up. But after he was done hitching up my car he got on the radio and said the dolly — I think that’s what he called it – had a flat tire. We limped along with him looking in the rear view like it was touch and go, until we came to a gas station.
I won’t bore you with the rest of the details but the garage was closed so I had to resume with them this morning. I still have no car. The mechanic thinks it’s the alternator.
One a good note I am stuck at home so I got some writing done. And it’s kind of been fun. I reached the part where I had to choose what size implants I was going to have so Henry took me to the local topless place and I inspected all the boob jobs. And I was going to say from a distance but we sort of got a lap dance because I explained I was getting implants and wanted to see what they looked like so she was REALLY helpful. That’s a night I’ll never forget. Candy was her name.
Comments (17)
Well, was that breakdown a blessing in disguise?! Love that Candy was so helpful! LOL.
are ya goin’ for Bs? or Cs?
(or are ya goin’ full out Pamela Anderson Ds???)
ps… that just sucks about your car probs and the AAA’s less than satisfactory response.
..and Candy was her name-o!
RYC – pernicious anemia, allergies to just about everything, arthritis, sleep disorder, and now regular old iron deficiency anemia that they can’t find a cause for, plus a couple of medications for ADHD and panic attacks from overstimulation of the central nervous system. I’m a real mess.
I take it this was your first lap dance? And were Candy’s boobies satisfactory to you? I can’t wait to read this story.
T
Thankfully the car fiasco has more-or-less resolved itself into an alternator. Lady of the Bountiful Herbs! Beautiful. And, hey, writing should be fun, except when you’re doing NaNo and heading towards a deadline, it’s hell, but that seems the best way for me to get something done- with a deadline. Sigh. Hope you keep posting your novel-in-progress, because the feedback seemed helpful and inspiring to you & is certainly a good way to get it written… *hugs xo
The car fiasco – ugh. The lap dance – too funny. Funny how you have hit on such drastically different emotions within a short post!
You sure do paint a picture with the shopping for the boobs and lap dancing. I was right there..As usual you hook me and leave me wanting more!! Marilyn
oh boy on the car thing yuck!…shopping for boobs..funny..
sorry about the car, but that night of “research” will probably be hilarious written down (providing you choose to write it as such)
You could have used my help then I guess! I mean with the selection of boobs. I know nothing about cars.
Sounds like an unfun day…till you started writing….RYC..about the picture looking like Mary might have…..I think so to…and what she might be at some later date…Thanks
Fuck the car…let’s see those implants
You’re great. Thanks.
Hmmm…new boobs-cool-do you think you should get a bra for your car?! jk
…what, you think you can nanoignore us for a month and then just jump right back into our lives ; )
Wow – what a frustrating evening!
Poor car. It must be first cousin to mine.