I tried to meet Mark for lunch, but the Saturn wouldn't start. Had a few lights appear, but she was stuck in the garage. My hero of a husband came home and saved me. After a nice push down the driveway with the butt of my SC2 hanging out into the middle of the street we gave her a jump. And by "we" I mean Mark. Naturally I first pictured a few tragedies:
1) Me rolling uncontrollably down the driveway into oncoming traffic
2) Mark and Amy blowing up both of our cars as he revs the engine and I turn the key to mine
Disaster averted, and back to Steve's Tire & Auto we went. I just bought tires there a couple weeks ago. I think I may have them over for a BBQ soon now that we're on a first-name basis and they have all of my money.
Oh well. We went to al Vento for lunch and a glass of house white wine, a crab cake, and a beet salad later, I'm feeling much better. Wasn't quite what I had in mind for my day off, but it'll do.
1) Me rolling uncontrollably down the driveway into oncoming traffic
2) Mark and Amy blowing up both of our cars as he revs the engine and I turn the key to mine
Disaster averted, and back to Steve's Tire & Auto we went. I just bought tires there a couple weeks ago. I think I may have them over for a BBQ soon now that we're on a first-name basis and they have all of my money.
Oh well. We went to al Vento for lunch and a glass of house white wine, a crab cake, and a beet salad later, I'm feeling much better. Wasn't quite what I had in mind for my day off, but it'll do.
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