Another Tuesday night

Well, well, well. So many things to report. First of all, my toe is healing. You are so kind to ask. I finally slept through the night last night without waking up going insane from the itching.

Second, we had tacos for dinner. Usually boring, usually normal. Not tonight! Tonight our tacos were topped with homegrown tomatoes. Oh my goodness. Awesomeness all over the plate.

Third, I think my car is cursed. And I love my car. I picked out that blue X-Terra and named it Midnight. However, I'm on my third windshield and my second battery and it's only been about 4 years. The car wouldn't start a week ago at work. A truckload of patients were kind enough to stop and jump my car off. I didn't have any other problems with the car until yesterday. Jared was slated to drop my car off at the repair shop to fix the dent he put in the side of the car and the dent(ssss) that I put in the car from the garage door. He hopped in and it wouldn't start. I was at work, but thankfully the neighbor was home and pulled his car into the garage in order to jump my car. It worked and Jared headed off. Well, on the way to the repair shop, a peeble hit the windshield and cracked it. Remember, this is the third windshield and oh, by the way, this third windshield has already been patched twice. So, he dropped it off and added the windshield and battery to the repair list. Hee hee! It would be my lovely car, the one I picked out, the one that is paid for. I bet if I bought a piece of shit, nothing car, it would drive like a dream for years with nary a problem. Such is life. So, for now, I'm driving Pop's big ole Ford truck. I like it.

Weekends are too short. I miss Saturday.