Tale of a Tire

Here we are in Idaho after a long adventure.

My sister Jill has a big ol’ RV which we rocked out in, flying down the sunny highway between Seattle and Spokane – 80’s style. Jill’s music mix featured AC/DC, Billy Squire, Rush, Fleetwood Mac and much more music from our childhoods. While the kids entertained themselves with technology and games, we sung along loud and tuneless and felt the bonds of always knowing each other blasting at us through the speakers of Jill’s ’92 Flair.

Those hours were good… those hours of rolling down the road in a rocking living room – but our carefree moments were interrupted by a sudden THUMP…. BUMP…. Continue reading “Tale of a Tire”

Set Yourself on Fire

What a week. Really.
I’m not sure how to tell the story. Where to start or what to share.

It’s not like I chase drama. Generally I like to be Just Fine. So it was probably not a good idea to go into Monday with so little sleep. Why didn’t I sleep? I don’t know. But I didn’t sleep and then I set out to run errands. After wandering, confused around Costco for a while (remember I’m tired) I get in my car to discover that it. won’t. start.

Wait. What? Try again. Won’t. Start.
Also? I smell a lot of gas…. Continue reading “Set Yourself on Fire”

Trying something new

It would be over done for me to make some another joke  about the karate kid in my telling of  The Day I Waxed My Car.

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So here’s what’s fun about this day. I am not, generally a person who “does” things. You know? Like make a to-do list and then check things off? I don’t really do that. I occasionally make lists and I occasionally do things but rarely do I finish (or even start, for that matter) projects like waxing a car.
What single woman in her 30’s waxes her car?
Also, it turns out that using both of your hands (like in that movie) really is where it’s at… I mean- my forearms were burning, like, immediately. You gotta spread the work out evenly… Continue reading “Trying something new”

2 Tall Men and 3 Red Cows

Yesterday I had a nice time hanging out with my dad and my brother, Shawn.

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Dad looked at my car and diagnosed a bad wheel bearing (left front) and a bent tire (right front)…. Continue reading “2 Tall Men and 3 Red Cows”