Silver Bullet

First of all, a little background for those of you who don't know. In October, we bought Matt a truck and sold my sexy car. My baby. My eclipse. (That I never had any problems with) Gee I miss her. I now drive my hubby's old car. The silver bullet. She's a grand am.

Last night when I was coming home from work, I was at "the stoplight" in the town we live in. I hear a dinging noise. I though maybe it was the gas light because I have a habit of driving it until the light comes on. I looked down it and it was a light indicating that the temperature was high.

The bar I work at part-time is about a block and a half from the stoplight. Our house is like six blocks away. So I drove to the bar. By the time I got there, there was a ton of steam coming from under the hood. It was bad. Real bad.

I went inside and the bartender was out back taking the trash out. She came in the front door where my car was parked and said, "Hey Steph is that your car smoking?" To which I replied, "Yep." She come back with, "Uh, want a drink?" To which I say, "Yes, please."

So I called the hubby. He came and rescued me and called a friend of ours that lives in town and is a mechanic. He wasn't going to be in town for another hour so we had to stay and wait for him. He eventually showed up and told us that its probably a water pump. As long as that's it, it won't cost a lot.

Today Matt is taking off work early and hauling the silver bullet to our buddies shop. Then he's going to come get me and we'll pick it up. I'm hoping things go that smooth. This is just one more reason I love my hubby. I don't have to deal with it. He's going to take care of it all for me.

Dear Eclipse

Dear Eclipse,

I wanted you since before I ever got my license. I like to think I took good care of you. Well you know, except for that time I drove you into a bridge. And the time the cops took you away cause I was drunk. (Sorry bout that.)

I'm going to miss driving you fast and zipping through the gears like a mad woman. I'm going to miss taking the curves on the way to work like I'm a Nascar driver. I'm going to miss letting you haul ass when the light turns green at a stop light to beat the car next to us. I know how much you liked that. I also know you hated the snow and ice and I can't blame you for that.

I don't really feel like continually getting whacked in the head when your hatchback self decides to close while I'm loading groceries. Also, we will be becoming parents someday (hopefully) and let's face it, you just are not a kid hauler. I know, I know, I would be the coolest mom on the block if I kept you but I'm afraid that just isn't going to happen.

I'm sorry we have to get rid of you. If we were loaded I would keep you just to drive when I was feeling a little crazy. Matt wants a truck real bad and since you suck terribly in the snow we are going to have to get one.

Thank you for being such a reliable sexy machine. Play nice for the next person. And don't forget you were my favorite.

Your mama

Proud Owner

Yesterday I became the owner of my car. It is a 2003 Eclipse. This is the first time I have ever had a car that was paid for before it was a total peice of crap. I have had this car almost four years now and its finally mine, well and Matt's (the whole what's mine is yours thing).

Matt is going to get a truck some time before it starts snowing. We will be trading my sporty little car in for his truck and I will be driving his more family friendly vehicle.

I have never had a vehicle given to me before, I have always had to pay for them on my own. I feel this has taught me to appreciate the things I have more. Anyway, I'm going to be enjoying the next few months of having no car payments.

Having Matt home is great!!!

Yesterday I had to go back to work and Matt was home with Ozzy. He's not going back to work for about three weeks. He has to go back to Ft. Lewis on the 15th to sign out or in or something and finish his paperwork. While I was at work he put the rest of his stuff away, dealt with the Direct TV installer, cleaned my car inside and out, vacuumed the carpets, swept, and swifered the hardwood and watered my plants. Oh and cleaned the gutters out.

I had school last night and while I was there he cooked dinner. Today he is going to Wal-Mart. I made him a list. I asked if I needed to write "cheap" in front of everything. I don't believe he is a very good bargain shopper.

I could get used to not having to do everything. He even took the trash out this morning without having to be told to do so.

Last night at school we got our grades and reviewed for the final. My final is Wednesday and as long as I get a 60% on it I will get an A in the class. I'll probably study a little but not too much. After tomorrow I will be done with school for almost 3 weeks so that will be nice. Next summer I don't think I'll be taking any classes. Summer school is not cool.

I am also quitting smoking. Not trying. I'm doing it. I have never tried before because I never wanted to quit. We wanna have a baby and I'm not gonna be smoking when I'm prego. I'm not trying to judge just saying its not for me.

I tried just quitting cold turkey yesterday but that didn't work out so well. But I believe soon (like a week or two), I'll be done. I really want to quit. Its harder than I thought though. I might try the acupuncture thing. I'll keep you all posted and if I start bitching more, that may be why.

I want my car back

Awhile ago my brother backed into my sexy little sporty car with his big tough redneck truck. Not really a big deal to me because I knew he would pay for it and their was no need to get mad. He was pretty upset, probably mostly about the money because he is a tightwad. Its been so long ago that I can't actually remember when it was. I'm going to go with, June 21st. I know it was a Sunday and I know it was at least three weeks ago. Yeah I think it was the 21st.

To see a picture of my car stuck in the snow click here.

Anyway, my car was still drivable and I called the body shop guy the next day and he came to my work and looked at it. He said bring it in the following Monday and it would take him about a week to fix it.

So for the first week I got to drive my brothers big sports car bashing redneck truck. Let me tell you, I felt tough. Real tough. He used to have a loud muffler on it but after being stopped by Johnny Law one too many times he took that off. If it still had the loud muffler I would have felt invisible. His truck has a cd player, air conditioning and an auxiliary cord so I could plug my iPod into it.

I called the body shop that Thursday which would have been the Thursday before 4th of July to see when it would be ready on Friday. To my surprise the owner said that they were closed on Friday and he had a little blue Ford car I could drive. Ford. Ehhh.

I went there to get the Ford Contour and it basically a grandma car with a spoiler. The gas tank was on empty and the only form of music playing devices it had was a cassette tape player and a radio. Boooh!!! Oh and the speakers on the passengers side didn't work at all. So I drove that for about a week until I got a call from the body shop guy. He need the grocery getter back for a lady that had some kids to haul around. He says he has a Ford Ranger for me to drive and he will drop it off at my work and take the car.

So that day I walked out of work and into the parking lot thinking that I hope I can figure out which truck it was. It wasn't hard to spot at all. It was the one that said "Blah Blah Auto Body" all over the darn thing. So I have been a mobile billboard now for about a week. At least this truck has a cd player in it and decent speakers but I mean come on. The gas tank of this one was on empty too. The owner of the auto body shop is a hunter and there are shotgun shells in the console. I doubt that its is legal for me to be driving around with shotgun shells. And it smells funny. Like hay or dirt or deer or hunting dogs. I can't quite pinpoint it but I can definitely smell it.

Yesterday was supposed to be the day I got my car back. Now today is supposed to be the day I get my sexy little fast loud music playing car back. I'm taking this truck back at 4:30 and I'm not leaving without my 30 miles to the gallon car.

I cannot wait to get it in and find something good on my iPod, crank up the volume, and rip through the gears of my manual transmission like some kind of mad woman. So if you see a little grey Eclipse coming down the road between 4:30 and 5:00 tonight, move over.