I've been without a vehicle (sort of) for a few weeks now. BOTH the van and truck have decided that they are tired of hauling us all over the country-side. And of course, Dimples isn't here to take them apart and put them back together again, like new. My dad came and picked me up on Wednesday and took me home for Thanksgiving, and now I'm borrowing their van. Before that my dear, dear friends were loaning me their farm truck which got me from the house to appointments and such but we weren't certain it would get me all the way home or not (and I guess I probably needed to get back to Brown House as well.) Thank you God for dear friends and family that are willing to help out in a time of need.
Now, a story from the past.
Dimples and I hadn't been dating very long. One VERY COLD (well, below freezing, icy, etc. Yes, I know I'm in Texas, but it does occassionally get cold here.) Saturday, he decided my thermostat was broken and needed to be changed because the heater wasn't working well and it was getting bad gas mileage. (I'm not sure what the thermostat has to do with gas mileage, so don't send me your car questions. I'm sure it's been explained to me in minute detail, but all I can tell you what color it is. ;o) So he stood out in the freezing weather while I stayed snug inside. A little while later he came in and anounced it was fixed. And let me tell you, the heater worked GREAT and I DID get better gas mileage. That was one of the first times that I thought, "I could love that man!" And I do.
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