Delays, Delays

Got word yesterday that my car won't be ready until after the holiday. It seems I was pushed a little harder than I realized and the rear axle was bent. They tried to do an alignment and found that they would have to order another part. So, no car until next Thursday. Well, Merry Christmas to you all.

Been Busy

There are a few things I give thanks for every day - Mike, my kids, a warm (or cool) house, food and clothes, and my car. I love my car. It's supposed to look like this:

It gets good gas mileage. It's roomy inside, but not too big outside. It can hold a whole week's worth of groceries for a family of six adults. Mostly it get me to and from work in comfort and safety. Last Friday it did that job better than ever before. A big old Chevy truck running on retreads blew a tire on I-215 as it rounded the curve near Redwood Road. I was heading up the on ramp when the truck spun backwards down the dirt median that separated the main freeway from the ramp. The truck hit the driver side of my little car with its driver side rear bumper. (Ya gotta picture it...) I got pushed off to the side of the road as the truck tore a big chunk of my door off. My little car now looks like this:


Despite a few sore muscles the next day, no one was hurt. So I'm extremely thankful for a safe car, even though it has to be in the shop for a few days. What REALLY hurts is that they've got me driving a Chevy Malibu. That thing gets about 3 miles to the gallon. I'm very spoiled by 50 mpg. But the guy at the body shop promises me I'll have "Sapphire" back by Christmas.