Lady Luck

Seriously. That should be my nick name. ****WHOOP! WHOOP!****Sarcasm detector.

Sometimes I just have to laugh. I am sure that I am not the most unlucky person in the world, but most of the time, it seems like it. After the wonderful week I had last week, I figured I would be good for the year. Or at least a month. I guess I figured wrong.

Monday, I headed back to my home town to get some much needed new tires put on my ride. It was darn cold, but I knew it had to be done, if I stood any chance of making it to Sioux Falls this week. (If you'll recall, I have been trying to get there for almost 2 months now. Its always something...) Normally, the brutal weather would keep me home. I would hate to break down with a 1 year old. For what ever reason, I grabbed extra blankets, just in case. I swear, I have ESP, but I never listen too it. So now you where this is going. You have ESP too.

About 10 miles from my destination, my jeep makes a wonderful clunking noise, starts to jerk and the engine light comes on. Freakin Fantastic! I turned down the tunes and the heat, to listen for any knocking coming from the motor. Nothing. If I slowed down, the clunking and jerking would stop. Unsure if I should stop before I did more damage, I picked up my phone to call home. Its still early. Al will not be out of bed and he will not even hear the phone. I will call his cousin. I called his cousin, who said perhaps I could make it to my destination, if I drive slow. Not wanting to risk my toddlers limbs falling off, I kept on truckin.

I did make it to my uncles shop, however as soon as I pulled in, the motor died. I called home, in hopes that Tanner would sit up in his bed and answer the phone, but he did not. I had to call my Mother-n-law to go over to the house to get my hubby out of bed. Now you know he is going to be in a super mood. Its bad enough that I had to get him up from his deep slumber, let alone the fact that I probably broke it on purpose. Its all part of my plan to slowly drive him insane. Okay, I am completely exaggerating here. He comes to get us, and he is so happy to do so. hum hum.

I then had to go back with his cousin, in the tow truck, to drag my stinking jeep back to town. Al was not in the mood to fix it, so I had it dropped at the shop. I figured I was going to have to chop down a money tree to pay for it. I was expecting a blown motor or trannie.

I did have some luck. Thankfully, it was just a crank sensor and it only cost a couple hundred to fix. I also finally made it to sioux falls, and this time, I stalked up. No one in my household should have to worry about their poo poos, laundry, snacks, etc, for quite sometime.