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Mother of a Day

Monday, May. 09, 2005 @ 7:19 am
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It was a mother of a day alright. The stupid Ford POS (piece of Shit), I've been driving (granted I've been driving it free - long story), decided yesterday morning was a good time to go on strike, thus causing me to spend money I didn't actually have in order to take a cab to a job I hate, and another one back.

Warren being like most kids was quite willing to lay on the guilt trip when I couldnt' come visit "but mom that's what I look foreward to all day..when I can see you.." OUCH!! Being the good mom, (not to mention my desire to continue employment with out depeding on Fargo's version of a bus system), I called the only garage in town willing to do a jump start on a Sunday evening (fortunately I've dealt with them before and they are great service). One jump and I'm on my way...WRONG!!..No sooner do I get a mile from home and suddenly the power is poof. I manage to get to the side of the road, and park, but the guy who jumped me, happened to be in front of me, only he was too far in front of me to see what happened. I walk 1/4 mile to a phone and guess who is on his way to Harwood (who knew Sunday was so busy - but I guess when you are the only one's open you get lots of calls). So I hike back, with lots of honks (I had braided my hair earlier and taken it out, add in wind and suddenly I'm the winner of the Roseanne Roseanna Dan look alike contest).

One guy was sweet enough to stop and try to help but my battery decided to be mean and didn't like him. Finally the truck came and vroom..poof. two minutes of engine and then ominous silence. I got towed home and was ready to cry..

But waitI have the battery from my van in the shed don't I. I've been a farmer's daughter and a **beep beep** with the ***** (Mike and son) long enough to have a minor working knowldege of basic mechanics. In five minutes I have switched out the batteries and while my lights now work my engine was still ominously silent. Ready to give up, I give the cables one last tightening and going over and shut the hood. On a whim I try again..instant kitten.. with memories of last time in my head I'm not ready to hit the road (and it was too late to visit my offspring anyhoow), but I let it run for awhile to see, than bravely took a short drive and all seemed to be well.

I tried to call the garage for advice, but the guy was out again. I left Warren a message and then tried to not have a nervous breakdown. Right now I am crossing everything and contemplating a voodoo ritual involving dead chickens (if the chicken breast in my frige counts), to make sure the damn pos continues to provide my much needed and currently only form of transportation.. So here goes everything..

Mother's day indeed!!


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Thankful For: with any luck systems are once again a go
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.

I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.