First there's the arthritis acting up, in my shoulder especially. Poor pitiful me. %$&^%$
Then I'm just aggravatingly late getting ready to head up to Arrowhead. I really need to get some end of month chores done. &^%*&%
Then I get to the car and my Honda Pilot is dead! I evidently left a map light on and ran the battery down. *^%&^%
Then I open the hood and see that Honda has made jumping the ^%$*&%^ thing a chore.
I hook up the cables to my truck and the burglar alarm goes off. $&^$%
Plus the Pilot still won't crank. ^%$^&%$
Finally convince the computer on the vehicle that I'm not a car thief.
It still won't crank. &^%$&^%$
But this picture arrives from California via text.
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| Clem is an "Army man from Toy Story" and Ruthie, I'm guessing, a kitty. |
Maybe we'll get to FaceTime with costumed grandkids before the day is out.
I'll figure out the car eventually.
Happy Halloween!
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