Monday, April 24, 2006

Car Update

I took Ralphie in for the estimate today. Are you ready for the grand total? $915.48!!!!!!! I was floored. I though it would be in the $200.00 range, but the grocery cart smacked me where it counted. The guys at my Toyota dealership are the best and they also gave me great advice on how to handle this sort of thing. This should be fun.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Victim's Rights

My car got attacked by a shopping cart. Yeah, pretty funny for suburban trauma. I had to stop at the grocery store on the way home from work the other day. It was pretty windy and the lot was full of carts. I tossed my bag of goods in the car, closed the door when all of a sudden I heard a rattle of metal. Then BAM CRASH WHACK I saw a cart bounce off my back driver side. Son of a bitch. I got out of the car to see the damage, expecting maybe a knick in the paint. Oh no, there is a dent the size of my ass on the side of my car, and I have a pretty big ass so you could only imagine. I walked back in, kidnapped the manager and took him outside to look at my car. After explaining what happened I simply asked what the company's insurance would do for me considering this may not have happened if there weren't 100 carts outside and 10 bored baggers standing around picking their noses inside and leftover wind from The Perfect Storm blowing the world to hell. There were more carts than cars. A claim has been filed and they are taking care of it. Stupid carts.

Saturday, April 01, 2006

All It Takes Is An Explosion

That's it! To get us out of the house on a Saturday. Last Saturday, Jeff took George Lucas up to the new Starbucks (just 1/4 mile away and with a drive thru!) to get a latte and stop by the folks place to check their mail (they left for NC and Iowa for the summer). While pulling out of their driveway, he pushed the button to roll up the window. The motor started to make a grinding sound, but then the next you you know, the window explodes. No, not break or crack or shatter down, but explodes all over the inside of the car and Jeff. Like a good boy, George Lucas was sitting in the back, so he was safe.

When Jeff got home he was pissed. I made sure the dog was fine, Jeff was fine except for a little cut on his arm and nothing got into his latte. He got himself all cleaned up and dressed and we were off to Toyota.

No issues there, a warranty is a good thing. A $600.00 repair at no cost. But since we were out and dressed, we made a day of some shopping and lunch. We never really leave the house anymore on the weekends, especially when Jeff doesn't have to go to work. By the weekend, we're sick of people and just want to hide in our house. As you can tell, by us leaving for the day is huge news.

So that inspired us for Sunday to make a trip to MOSI. Jeff called his marketing buddy over there to hook us up with tickets to see the Bodies Exhibit. To be honest, I really wasn't that impressed. I mean it was cool to see what they can do to preserve the human body, but I got the feeling people were missing the whole point of it. I also just didn't get the point of using real bodies. And it's not the ethics either. They were paying $20.00 to see a body rather than gain a little knowledge. I also was hating the kids and crowds of people. Lately I've lost patience with huge groups of people and kids. I like the people I know, but the ones I don't, I never will. I think it's because I work in a job dealing with people all day long.

We also saw Grossology, OSC will be getting it next. It's all about poop.

The car is back home, good as new. I reminded Jeff of when I bought my car how he and the sales guy thought I was to old fashioned when I insisted on manual locks and windows. What can I say, everyone I know who has power locks and windows always has a problem with them sooner or later.

It's Pet Fair next week. The only way I'll see my man is if I take a trip over with George Lucas. Who by the way will be on TV for Pet Fair. I'm such a stage mom. Cavanaugh was on TV for Pet Fair, now the torch is passed on to Georgie.

I'm still shopping for cat strollers.