I realized this morning it has been over a week since my last post. I try to get at least one out every week but, sometimes life requires me to step away from the computer. When I wasn’t away from the computer this past week I was working on the memoir.
Today it is gorgeous outside and heading toward 70 degrees so, this will be a short post because I have to get outside and take a long walk. It seems writing isn’t good for the size of your ass and, spring is springing up all over which means, well, it means it’s time for me to walk off the blubber.
I do type standing up sometimes but, clearly not enough. I think I need a treadmill desk. They do exist, I’ve heard.
Our little girl, Sydney, aka Sybil, has turned on me. She honestly thinks she is the boss of me. No, really, she thinks she is the boss of everything and everyone. If I start up the stairs she starts barking and snarling at me like she will chew my heels off if I don’t ask for a hall pass. She doesn’t do it as often with Dave but, she is ‘Daddy’s Girl’ after all.
We joke about it all the time but, truth be told, I think all the seizures she’s experienced over her eleven years have literally rattled her little brain. They are few and far between now but, before we got the right medication it was fairly often. It has to have an impact on the brain.
The funniest part of all this is, when we go to bed at night she will latch onto me and sleep by my side. It’s like she does still love me but doesn’t want anyone to see it. She cracks me up.
Buddy is Buddy and he adores everybody. It’s a mutual admiration. We were talking the other day about how good he is. We’ve had dogs who shred trash, chew furniture, make messes all over the house, devour cheese trays in a nano-second, but not Buddy.
Our car should be named Sybil, too. Aside from a BMW that had a complete engine overhaul, this VW EOS is truly a puzzle. We replaced the engine a while back after an oil leak became more than an oil leak. Of course, it was 2 months after the warranty expired.
Dave worked his way up the food chain with VW proving we have been beyond loyal VW customers forever and they split the cost with us. It was still expensive but, half of what it could have been. But, the check engine light continued to come on frequently.
It has been in the shop a lot the past few months and the dealership has been very generous in loaning us a car for free while it is there but, the damn light still kept coming on.
Today they told us they have finally found the problem, Scouts Honor! We’ll know in a couple of days when we get it back. In the meantime, we have a Jetta.
As frustrating as it’s been I have to give props to Burke VW in Cape May Courthouse. They have been diligent about getting to the root of this problem and spared us a lot of expense along the way.
I don’t want this post to sound like a big complaint list because it’s not. The more I delve into the memoir the more grateful I become for the amazing life I have. Life Is Good!
So what’s happening in your neck of the woods?