I get a phone call last night and it's Vincent..saying he owes me an apology..he had forgotten about me and the truck..so he came and got me to go help him get it started, has a ford econoline?...I think that's what it is..it's about 3 cars long...and we used a chain to pull it till it jump started..then he took it home and about and hour or so later he called and said it was ready..Wasn't the starter ..it was the wire that goes from the solenoid(spelling?) to the starter..he also fixed the bell that goes off all the time and never stops, put brake fluid in..and some other fluids..don't remember what they were..fixed my heater(the defrost wasn't working),fixed the idle and I'm telling you...it's like driving a new truck...all for the princely sum of $45...It drives better, shifts better and the brakes are better...I happy...
I'm also exhausted...Jenny came and got me and I did the Jackie of all trades chores for her..I got some chips off the door and had a yoyo kid match the color at Lowe's for her front door, which they had painted in flat house paint..Bought electric plug and plate and replaced, put in a new door bell, took some cleaner and wire brushes and got some spray paint off her front porch..measured all her screens so I can get the kits to make her some new screens. Took my upholstery needles and bought some tough thread to patch up her fax leather couch and love seat..the arm on the couch was tore, so I sewed it..and fixed some little nicks and dings with the patch kit.. You can't even tell where I fixed it..dang I'm good..We had a lot of fun..she got all hysterical a few times with the guys that were doing the job of putting in new carpet, counter tops, and hanging her mini blinds...But all and all, we had a great day, got lots done and she thinks I'm super grannie...She must have thanked me 15 times and let me know how much she appreciated it and loved me for doing it....My heart is full...My back is killing me and my legs hurt and feel like hammered shit this morning, but it's all worth it...Just to know she's happy...
I was going to post a picture of her..but can't get fucking blogster to work this morning..won't spell check and won't let me pull up pictures...fuck you blogster..
Ok....back to my books...
12 comments:
Can I have Vincent?
I would care for him and feed him (and possibly grant sexual favors)if he would just be my mechanic.
Having a mechanic you can actually trust is priceless. We have one here too...our old neighbor.
Glad to hear blogster still is crap. Sometimes I wonder if I should go back to it but then I hear this stuff and realize, I've never ever had a problem at Wordpress.
The blogster loves to fuck with you ha!...I can't believe you got off good with your truck fixin. Amazing, here in california you pay 45 bucks just to put one of your tires on their property. When you drive the whole car up they bend you over and nail you real hard. Fuckers.
Dam you need to come spend a week with me and do some fixin up. I will cuddle with you afterwards.
kicking blogger...
grrrrr....
losing half my comments these days.
who know if this one will go thru.
I love it when good things happen to good people!
45 bucks?..There are always Angels!
Long live the White Charger!
Blogster was fun to argue with people on. I remember arguing with people that were all for the war in Iraq and arguing with people that were for George Bush for president. I like it here, more peaceful.
Great news about the truck, and you are the real Super Grannie.
I never have much trouble here with comments or posts. Of course that doesn't count how blogger changes my spelling and grammer to suit itself. I never make mistakes like that.
Funny Tex should mention Blogster. I finally got back into my site over there. That means I remembered my account name and password.
I saw a list of people who were the latest to post and Iof the first 10, 8 were the same people who were there 2 years ago, and not my favorite people. Most of them are long gone.
They seem to be switching to a new system and have been having problems for a while. It was like I never left.
$45! that's what the feckin bicycle shop charged me for a tune up!
your not a yellowdog, your a lucky dog.
jan:i told vincent last night that several ladies were willing to give sexual favors to a good mechanic..he said he was more than interested...he was ready to leave texas anytime..hahah
byg:most of the time i don't have any trouble with blogster..but sometimes it just wont work right..
sage:yeah, i know how lucky iam to have ole vincent as my mechanic...and i could use a good cuddle..
buddha:so glad he likes the book...i keep forgetting to send the box of books i have for him ...brain dead..yah, i think jenny knows that her granny just might be one of a kind..
kalibitch:kick it for me too.
sling:vincent will crack up when i tell him someone called him an angel.
tex:i keep calling this place blogster..forget it's the name of the other place..where they won't let you say fuck..that's why i like it here..
nitwit:i like being a good granny..makes me feel loved..
billypilgrim:i know im lucky to have vincent..what's funny ..is no matter what he does..it's 45 dollars..put in condensor..? 45 dollars..fix a wire..45 dollars..ha..
Wow, you're the best grandma ever! (Well, besides, my grandma, bless her soul). My grandma always went out of her way to do things for me, too. No one will ever be as good to me as my grandma was!
$45?!
This post? A great example of paying it forward. I wonder what Jenny will do for someone who needs here help.
As to having a "cuddle mechanic" I know a gal who when she was between marriages, 2 kids to raise, a shit job, no child support, did have a mechanic she fucked for repairs. Seemed to work just fine.
You gotta use what you got.
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