missfire

Whew. Long couple of days at work (see marginwalker2002 for clarification on that...) but I'm okay. I still have no idea where the damn Station Wagon is, and I'm sad. I've never driven it and I'm lonely for it. It's not like I don't have a car, I do, I have a rockin' Saturn, but I really want to pimp the old school wagon, and I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS!!! The boy is out shopping for Mommy's day stuff (tools, I hope, that's what I asked for...) and I'm unwinding jumping between DIY, HGTV, Science and National Geographic. I'm so spoiled. We went to a party for one of Sam's little buddies at school today and now I'm even more sad because they're moving soon. Miss Shannon (little birthday guys mom and Sam's teacher) is way cool and I will miss them when they go. Everyone cool moves and we stay here. I need cool, low key friends without issues who don't have wierd "but you're wife is a girl" predjudices so that we have someone to hang with. Sigh. So basically, it's the weekend and nothing ever changes. And I like it that way. Have a great weekend!!

****EDIT**** The wagon is on it's way to the shop across the street. Nice to have a restoration shop so close, even nicer that the owner i really cool. Even if he does keep calling me Hun. Or is it Hon? Either way, they'll have their steering column guy take a look at it and see where to go from there. And I need to take big look at me and try not to keep biting off more than I can chew. Hopefully this will be easy and I can drive it soon. *SIGH*