Tuesday Afternoon Problems.
Home internet is down. Trying a post from my phone. Looks like it’s going to work. It’s my Jeep! Now I am unstoppable. Long rambling pointless paragraphs from anywhere. At any time. With pictures. You’re welcome.
I’m So Jeep In Love Right Now
I’m a little obsessed right now. I’m clinging to my Jeep because it sits faithfully in the parking lot overnight at my new job waiting for me to return every morning. I work nightshift now. No matter how stressed I feel in the hospital, I am instantly better when I see my baby outside, just a few feet from my exit. My heart literally beats with relief some days for this tether to my normal world. I realize I tend to get “attached” to things, but then what the hell is the upside of having OCD if you can’t spread that obsessive love around to a few of your favorite inanimate objects. At least it’s not black tar heroin. Right? Which reminds me. I got a tupperware bowl of change, money change, coins, a drug addicts dream, just sitting around in my room, on my dresser. It’s all the loose change that’s been collected in the last few years. Yes. Last few years. Pause for effect. Years. (I told you OCD. I’m really committed to my causes). So, yes, I still collect this money whenever I see it on the ground. My kids and the BF still do it too. Apples and trees ya know. Ingrained training. In true OCD fashion I will be separating it all by coin and bill first, and then posting the total. It’s really really dirty too. I should probably wear gloves. And spoiler alert, we found a one hundred dollar bill in the Home Depot parking lot a few years back. I actually gave that money to the kids to spend, but it’s in the tally, making the grand total, from numerous years of shameless money scrounging, somewhat impressive I think. I don’t even have a ballpark figure because I pretty much lost track years ago. It just gets dumped into the bowl. It’s more than 100 though. Anyway you’ll have to wait another day, because it is going to take a bit of time to sort this out. If I was super interactive, and better at the internet, I’d set up some kind of poll and entertain comments with guesses at the total. I could even offer some kind of incentive. A prize cut of this filthy, grimy money. But I’m not that good. And that would drag this process out even longer. Looking back on all these words, I think I’ve probably typed enough for today. Now that I’m back on the post boat, every day can be a new opportunity to share all my deep thoughts with a few unsuspecting readers, in long, drawn out, run-on sentences. Or very short sentences. With lots of punctuation. Love long sentences and short sentences. Love commas and periods. For sure we are done here today. Thank you if you made it this far. Stay tuned please. Jeep is Life. Later.
Jeep Picture #2
I’m trying to get a video on here but I am having trouble figuring out how. So jeep still shots for now. Just use your imagination on the before and after of this picture. I wasn’t even there and it makes me nervous every time I see it.
Not The BJ the BF Was Hoping For Today
Can you say Brake Job? Get your Jeep stuck in the mud and when you get it out you better clean it really, really good or you will finding rocks and mud, for days, in all the cracks and crevices where you don’t want it to be. You better take it all the way apart. Then you might as well replace the brakes while you’re at it, and silence that sickening, whining and grinding noise you’ve been hearing all week. Thanks to the BF for saving us a ton of money by doing it himself in 90 degree, super sunshine, beating down on that black asphalt. Chicago. 1:45 PM. Back brakes almost done. Finishing the passenger side now. Fronts are next. Real Time. Jeep Problems. Happy Labor Day! Safe travels to all!
Happy 30th To Me!
The 30th anniversary of me getting my driver’s license! So here’s a picture of my Jeep and all our new Jeep friends doing Jeep stuff last weekend.
Jeep Peek
In its natural habitat. Well, not really. But it was looking all wild, like it got caught out in the open, out in the suburbs, and it was trying to hide in the brush until it could get back home. Looking at me, pleading with me, its headlights just searching to be set free, to roam, to escape this small, tame life. You can say it doesn’t really have feelings. Or thoughts. It’s not really trying to get into my heart, into my soul, whispering, telling me all these things that are possible. Urging me, coaxing me, pressing me on; to go, to go; “Let’s just go.” But Jeepers, we know. We. Know. Jeep love, Jeep nation. Later.
Happy Birthday To The BF!
A day late. Still from the middle of nowhere Illinois. Thursday AND Friday night out of town? Oh yeah. We came here for Jeep modifications and it’s just one problem after another. Hence the two night birthday bonanza. (And he says we never do anything together with just us!) 42 years old. I guess this is the birthday you will definitely remember! If you add 4 plus 2 together, that’s actually MORE than there are things to do here! And we did all of them. Yesterday. I’d like to say I’m joking but its kind of true. What’s worse is, we didn’t even get to town until 11:30 am and then we spent an hour at the shop. THEN we did all the tourist stuff and went to dinner by 5:30 pm. (Technically, everything closed at 5 so we really didn’t have a choice there.) But on the upside, the restaurant that we went to is actually a “thing to do” so you can kind of see what I’m talking about. Tonight we can just drink and chill and hope to god we get to leave in the morning with our Jeep. Oh wait, I mean our “pizza cutter.” That’s for the Jeep nation. Apparently what we will be driving home, (IF the Jeep gods allow us to actually get a wheel alignment done without any more issues), is some kind of Jeep joke with little tires on a lifted truck. I dont know. It’s too much pressure. Listen up all you Jeepers: WE HAVE BIG TIRES AND COOL WHEELS DAMMIT! We just don’t have them together, in the same place, and available for install, until next week. Just one more problem on the pile of problems. So don’t judge too harshly if you see us tomorrow heading north on 57 back to Chicago. We know. We already know. At least we get to drive a really big loaner vehicle, for free, and spend another night of good quality time together, for free.
Seriously though, this gave me time to figure out this posting thing from my phone. (Hopefully successful if not looking a little crude. We didn’t bring a lot with, so this is it.) Despite all these little setbacks, we are still having a good time! No fighting! Fingers crossed for the automotive angels that better be looking out for us in the morning, or there’s gonna be big noise from the bottom of Illinois around noontime.
Happy birthday Jeff! I love you! There’s no one else I’d rather be trapped with, in this southern cow poke town, than you! XOXO
Now let’s go get some alcohol before they roll up the sidewalks and turn off the lights. Later.
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