So Saturday I got a new car. It cost me 87 cents more than the check from the insurance company. I feel like I did okay overall. As I said it’s the same car I had before but gold instead of black. It’s cute and I love it. I need to decide what to name it. She might be Mendoza, but I’m not 100% sure yet.
Last night we had Sunday dinner, like we do, but a bunch of folks came and it turned into a somewhat beer soaked summer porch party. It was fun. I like Tennessee.
Today I took my car back to the dealership for new tires and new brakes. They gave me an 05 Impala to drive while they have my car. I hate it. It’s seriously like the least sexy car ever. Totally a gramma car. How could do that to the Impala, Chevy, how?
Tomorrow my 14 year old sister gets here for a ten day visit. Which means I won’t be online at all, or maybe I’ll be online a lot depending on what she wants to do. She’s usually pretty happy playing on her laptop and IMing her friends, but I want to some fun stuff while she’s here too.
It’s gross, really gross, but isn’t Dirty Jobs is really the best thing on TV. Oh, Mike Rowe, why aren’t there like a million of you? Or you know, I’d settle for two or three if one of your clones lived up the street from me and was in love with me.
I have bug bites EVERYWHERE. Must be summer in Tennessee.