I woke up this morning in the best mood possible thinking I was on my way to Wichita...I went out to check the oil in the car and saw something that looked like water...OMG could this really be happening to me??? I look under the car and I see alot of fluid all over under the car...I called the machanic and he brings over the tow truck...he looks and says I have a hole in my radiator...Good Grief...what next?!?!? He takes my little cherry bomb (that is what my daughters call my car) off to the shop and I watch with tears in my eyes....
A couple hours later, the police show up at the house...Ms. Shields we need to talk to you...here I am thinking ok I know I didnt do anything...did one of the girls do something...or did my son get into trouble...omg is my family ok? Well it ends up that my exfiance is back in town and they said that it looks like someone had poked a hole in the radiator tank...there was also a partial finger print that they are going to run...the police dept is also wanting them to check all the break lines etc...I guess when buttmunch said if he couldnt have me no one will...he meant it!!!
Well its now almost 10:00 pm central time and have not heard anything on the car...man I hate not being able to just get in my little cherry bomb and drive off into the sunset (cough cough some sunsets we have here)...
I guess that everything happens for a reason...maybe God has a better place lined up for me somewhere in Wichita???
