me and my house

my prediction for the weekend? chocolate bunnies, home cooked meals, quality time with friends and family.
the reality of my weekend? nasty food, nasty motels, and quality time with crazy mechanics.

this weekend the true reality of driving a twelve year old car hit hard. as i was crawling through waco in the thick of the easter weekend traffic, rhonda my honda got so pissed she decided we'd gone far enough. the next 20 hours or so is a blur consisting of a tow truck ride, dinner alone at applebees at the bar with weird old guys calling out "cheer up darlin, or we're gonna come sit with you!", lots of sitting on the curb listening to my ipod trying to pretend i didnt look homeless, and empty promises from the manager at a ghetto pep boys.

20 hours and $500 (curses!!) later, in my exhaustion and frustration over having spent the night in waco at a nastay motel by myself, i decided in the end to just turn around and go home when my car was ready.

on my way home i started crying, because of said exhaustion but also because my dad always gives his girls gardenia corsages on easter. its a family tradition that started with his father and i was just so sad to be spending my first easter alone and flower-less. when i was finally home, kevin came over...with a whole bush of gardenias. : )