My truck scared the crap outta me last night. I was driving home and I realized that she was sputtering under acceleration. Since I was having some transmission issues earlier, my first thought was that it was thinking about going out on me. Then a light lit up on the instrument panel. No bueno.
I thought that the light meant the tranny. Then I really started freaking out. Visions of $1500-$2000 garage bills dashed through my mind. Then it hit me.....That's the check engine light. Ahhhhh. Now I have her in the shop, and they said that it's probably the spark plugs that are misfiring. Makes a lot of sense. I can handle that. *sigh of relief*
I'm pretty excited that Big R and Lil N are coming up here this weekend. We 3 boys might even manage to throw down a little *shock and awe* poker while he's here. Then Cameltoes (a.k.a. Chief Pounds on Toes) and I can make Big R cry after we take all his money. Sorry Big R in advance.
Keep on keepin' on.
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