Anyway, the next day Donna sent me this really nice email. I won't post the whole thing, just my favorite line because you know, I'm so vain I thought that Carly Simon song was about me.
"You don't come off in your 50s at all, more like your late 30s or early 40s."OMG, I was so freakin' psyched to read that I wrote back, "Donna, we must meet for dinner next week!" and then she wrote back and said good idea, as long as we go someplace close to her house because
"I hate to admit it, but I have slow growing cataracts."Nice.
One more thing. Remember this picture from a couple of weeks ago?
Okay, now look at this.
Notice anything missing... like the "Service Engine Soon" light? How about that? I swear, it was on for probably a year and now like magic it's gone. Imagine if I'd brought it in to the Saturn dealer--how much it would have cost? And there it just went and fixed itself. It's called the power of procrastination, people!
Is that cool or what? I was so happy I decided to take off the little piece of masking tape that's been covering these two little red lights, but damn, it was still on. So I'll just check back on it in a couple of weeks. That's called "patience."
Looks like my car's a little dusty, huh? I'll tell you right now, dusting my car is the last thing I ever think about. I put gas in it and every once in while put a couple of gallons of oil in, but that's about all I'm gonna do.
Hey, I have one more picture to show you--Courtney at seven months.
Baby Rice will be here mid-April--yay!