Friday, March 5, 2010

This Thing Called “Life”

You know, there are days that I just think to myself “Why am I the one doing this?”  Do you ever have days like that?

Seth came in the other night and announced that the driver’s side door would not open in his car, and he was to the point of “climbing over” the console to be able to get in the car to drive.  So not cool!

I send Steve out to look at the door and see if he can “fix” it.  He cannot.  So I take it to the shop to get said door repaired.  They call, door is fixed, $226.00.  Okie Dokie ~ Seth comes and gets me to go get his car.  Repair guy says, your gear shift is messed up, did you know that?  Seth says yeah, it gets stuck sometimes…I turn and look at Seth because this is the first I have heard of this.  Seth says “Steve knows.”  Well alrighty then.  I guess that makes it okay. 

We go from the repair shop to the tire store to get new tires for Seth’s car. Tire guy calls me says, ball joints are shot.  $250 to fix and align.  Hold that thought, I tell him, let me call my husband.  I call Steve, Steve says I can fix that, tell him to just do tires.

I do as I am told.  Tire guy says, okay, car is ready.  Mandy (my friend) takes me down there, drops me off.  I pay for tires, get keys go to car.  Car won’t start.  I try and try, nothing.  Really??  Seriously??  So in all of my femaleness, I decide that it is Steve’s fault that I am sitting in a parking lot surrounded by stacks of tires, unable to get the car started.  If he had fixed the gear shift thingy then I would not be in this predicament.  Then I decide that I am the girl and I should not have to do “man stuff” like car repairs and tires and stuff.  So…now that I am good and “TORE UP” I call Steve.

I throw me a hissy fit.  Can’t get the car started, Mandy is gone, I guess I will have to walk….not my area….I am a girl….don’t do cars….stacks of tires…

you get the drift…

THEN I call Seth.  He is coming back into town and says “you have to ROCK the car?”  Okaaaaay!  WHAT!

So I get out of the car, in my dress and heels, (I do have a job, you know) and start trying to rock the car back and forth.  Doesn’t work!  I start flippin out again and Seth says “Mother I really hate it when you get like this, I will be there in a minute.”

As I am waiting for him, I take a gander around the inside of his car….Dear Heaven!  It should be condemned!  Papers, bottles, cans, Wendy’s sacks, french fries!  I feel another fit coming on….

Seth pulls up, gets out and “rocks” the car and it starts.  He says, do you want to swap cars?  NO!  I am going to the flippin car wash!!  So, I go, but I DO NOT turn off the car.  As I am driving through the car wash, I notice his windshield wipers are just tattered.  I am thinking, he is NOT my child.  He could not be and drive around with the stuff that is INSIDE this car.

I vacuumed out the car, throw away the mats.  Just throw them completely away!  Suck out about the equivalent of 5 large orders of fries from the floorboard!  I am good and worked up at this point!  Things like, “I didn’t raise him to be this messy, and I never did this in my cars, my daddy would had my head on a stick”, are going through my head.

Lucky for my family, I don’t stay mad.

Steve will be doing a few repairs on Seth’s car this weekend…needless to say…

Part II - Seth and I go to Auto Zone…alone…..

Lord Help Us….

Have a GREAT weekend!!

36 comments:

  1. Lou Cinda~~~

    In spite of your hissy fit, you are all heart. I NEVER would have taken that car to the car wash. I would have told him I'd put a stop payment on the door and tire checks if he didn't have it taken care of that day... That is always my beef, that I give these kids money and they do nothing for me OR themselves. AND, they act like they KNOW more than me. Guys are slobs, it will never change. But there is the exception to the rule that I have two daughters that are also pigs. And they tell me I don't do anything all day and they have a clean house, clean clothes, food, money...they are worse than babies.

    Well, I can't wait to hear Part II...maybe I will be calm by then.

    xoxo
    Jane

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  2. You have to love a good hissey fit though...and boy do they deserve it sometimes..I hope you really lowered the hammer. I guess you can blame it on our maternal instints that we have an overwhelming need to try and fix everything but REALLY??? Can they just give us a break sometimes. You're a good Mom for cleaning up the car...hope he appreciated it.

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  3. Oh my gosh! That is so funny! I just read your post to my two daughters. We are all laughing out loud ( in Panera's). I have a Seth (19 yrs)also. I am sure that they are clones. His car stays sooo gross. I've told him to NEVER take a girl out in that nasty thing. I love the way you tell it. My girls said "Mamma, I don't think you would be as nice as Lou Cinda telling your stories". HA

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  4. I'm with ya and I feel for ya, Lou Cinda! My daughter's car is so messy it looks like she's living out of it. My son is not far behind. I told my daughter she has to get her crap together before her baby comes or we'll never be able to find that child in her car! Mine aren't like me either that way. Both hubby and I have neat cars. As for the repairs, I guess they figure if they have no money to fix it,they'll just go with it until it dies. {But, really, I have no idea what is going through their minds}.

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  5. LOL, Lou Cinda!!!

    I'm afraid I'd be in the doghouse with Seth as my car is a a tad messy. Just a tad. No, in truth, it looks like an army of migrant workers have camped in there, but hey, I travel. A lot. BUT, I do get my oil changed and stuff like that. And I don't eat in said car. Well, not usually. Not french fires anyway. Does that count for something???

    Girl, I want to hear Part II. You rock my world!

    XO,

    Sheila :-)

    P.S. Mr. Magpie has the same "legal mind" aka "oranized mind" you do. I had to laugh at a color test I took the other day that is supposed to tell you your personality type, and mine said I was the "organizer." Yep,sure thing. Maybe when pigs fly! ;-)

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  6. oh my gosh, I can totally relate to your hissy fit. I have them too and I have a 23 yr old Seth and a 20 yr old Kyle. I don't see how they can be my son's sometimes, no all the time. They both have dirty cars and bedrooms oh my, It is good that only one of them is still under our roof. I have cleaned their rooms many times, only when I couldn't stan the smell any longer but never the car. I know we are too nice to them sometimes, I think some day they will realize all that we have done for them and appreciate it. I don't do it for that reason but I guess cause I care. Keep smiling, Marla

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  7. LOL! But don't you feel SO much better after a good hissy fit?! I know I do. I can't see my mama picking up my car and seeing it full of trash and then taking it to the car wash though. Never. You're a good mama.

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  8. LouCinda, you are too funny. I know all that car mess was not funny, but it is hilarious in the telling. I hope your weekend is fabulous after all this. You deserve it! Linda

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  9. LC...you knock me out. I'm picturing you at the car wash in high heels! I think somebody (or somebodies) needs a high heel up the side of the head! Bring on Part II...I need a good laugh.
    Debbie

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  10. Ha ha Lou Cinda, that was my thought....isn't she wearing heels and a dress!!!! You are so cute when you're mad!!!! Just kidding, I hate car problems too, it makes me feel out of my element! Hope you have a great weekend!!!
    Hugs,
    Margaret B

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  11. Wait! Do we share the same kid? no...mine is named Brett...but...could they be brothers???
    Girl you are SO hilarious!
    You handled it much better than I would have...my heels would have been flying across the parking lot and I would NOT have been a "lady" in that dress, I tell ya!
    I was laughing the whole way through this post. I could just see you bending over vacuuming out his car in your pretty little dress...
    too funny Lou Cinda...
    let's remember your blog header...
    "just for today, be happy..."
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    breathe...
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    let's say it together again...
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    "just for today, be happy..."
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    breath...
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    now, don't you feel better?
    ;)

    wishing you a better day tomorrow and let Steve handle the vehicle details! ;)
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  12. OMG, you are a saint! A REAL LIVE SAINT!!

    I could not, would not....just not...

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  13. So sorry for laughing...no not laughing I'm relating! When I ride in Tanner's car he warns me ahead of time and runs out ahead of me to throw things around. He does practically live in that car though. With his activities he's hardly home. I think he has most of his meals in there and changes clothes frequently too.

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  14. WOW! I thought my Friday was rough. Bless your heart!!! A good hissy fit is good for you though (they make you pretty!!) LOL
    I agree with Jane you should have made him clean the car! Kids don't seem to appreciate things unless they are paying for it. When my daughter got her first apartment, I spent thousands (No joke at one time I had thousands of dollars LOL) to furnish and decorate her apartment. She met a guy on line and moved in the night to upstate New York! The landlord called me and said "Um, do you want any of these things...your daughter told me to just throw everything away..and by the way she left you a note!" Kids...
    By the way she is now back in this area and engaged to a nice man to be married...
    Have a great weekend.
    Love Lilly

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  15. We are VERY clean car people so I cant imagine..but this did make me laugh:

    Suck out about the equivalent of 5 large orders of fries from the floorboard!

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  16. I am SO with you on the "car-hissy fit" thing! After putting up with a stupid leaky tire for MONTHS and MONTHS, I finally had a flat tire driving down I-20 to work. I barely make it to an exit and to a safe spot...I call hubby...and he's like, "just call the same people you called last time and have them come fix the tire again." I tell him "FINE" and start walking to work so I can call and get some "local" help. Well, the longer I walked, the madder I got, and the harder I cried. Finally, I called hubby back and said "YOU have like a thousand vacation days you can take, I do not....take a stupid day off and come FIX THIS CAR! I can't do it!" Well, what do you know, he did and I got to drive back home with four brand new tires!
    You are a much more patient woman than I will ever be! LOL

    {{{HUGS}}}

    Robin :o)

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  17. :) I laugh myself to double up! You are so funny :)
    I often have days like that because i am a woman.
    Have a great Weekend to you!

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  18. I am laughing, but I feel your pain. I hate doing "man" stuff! I always tell my husband that, but he is so busy I try to do that yucky stuff. Sometimes. ;) And I usually end up in some situation and get mad, too.

    Come by my blog, I have something for you. :)

    http://thegatheringplacedesign.blogspot.com/2010/03/beautiful-blogger.html

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  19. Nothing better than a good hissey fit....this post made me laugh...your a hoot!!! 0x0x0

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  20. My son is just 2 years old now, but I'm sure I have some mess like this to look forward to in the future!

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  21. This farm chick thinks a good hissey fit every now and again is good for a gal. Heeeheehed!
    I just wanted to thanks ya'll for your sweet comment and hoppin' on my blog.

    God bless and in the words of Granny Clampett, "ya'll come back now, ya hear!!!

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  22. Oh my gosh Lou Cinda....I think you deserved to have a hissey fit!! I'm with you and what I consider "man stuff". In my house that includes anything to do with the cars, the computer and the remote control (why do they have to make remote controls so complicated!)
    Hope you have a wonderful week.
    Jane

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  23. I've had to catch up Lou Cinda, and between the boys and the kitties, you've had some real fun lately. Oh gosh, I laughed so hard over your son's prayer request. so so funny!
    hugs,
    Debra

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  24. I know I shouldn't be laughing, but I am!
    Oh lawdy, I recognize my self SO much in this post! I throw a good hissy fit just like yours whenever my husband does something to set me off. Then I feel guilty, but it sure does feel good at the time. ;-)

    Have a wonderful Wednesday!
    Anne

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  25. I'm not good with manly car stuff either! Can't wait to hear the rest of the story!

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  26. Lou Cinda, I am going to take a picture of my car so you will believe me! LOL!

    And if you heard what happened last night, you would die laughing, but I might just save it for a blog post. Curious... you just wait! LOL!

    XO,

    Sheila :-)

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  27. GREAT STORY! I was rolling on the floor when I got to the ROCK the car part. Could picture you, heels and all, rocking. Was it back and forth or up and down?
    Thanks for stopping by to see my egg creation so I could follow you back for the latest.
    Wednesday Blessings ;-)

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  28. So laughing right now :)! I have two very small boys and am dreading the day they are driving. We're poor and only have one car and I'm thankful. I HATE (yes in all screaming caps) car issues more than just about any frustration I can think of. So sorry you had such a rough day and you're not at all alone in not wanting to "rock" a car in heels!!!

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  29. what a mess! i hate car stuff too...
    it always ends up like some nightmare.

    i did have to smile envisioning you rocking the car....Rock On Momma!

    :)

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  30. Oh Lou Cinda,
    I am laughing, and crying, and frustrated with you!!

    Maybe not those same problems, but same feelings!
    And yes, I am wondering htes days, what on earth am i doing here??
    Is this the good life?

    Enough said. I really came by to thank you for your visits to my place.
    I always smile when one of my old friends drops by.

    blessings and a better day today.

    barbara jean

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  31. LOL! I know the feeling. I don't even look in my husband's car anymore..it.is.bad! I hope the repairs go OK & you don't have to deal with anymore "boy stuff" :)

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  32. I love you even more now...hehe. I think we must be sisters..ha! I have had so many of those days. I should take a picture of my daughters car and bedroom....you would feel so much better.

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  33. ♥WHT A LOVELY BLOG,I ENJOYED SO MUCH READ SUM OF THE POSTS,CONGRATS.A GREAT SATURDAY AND GOD BLESS♥

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  34. Ah well, I always feel better after a hissy fit. Hopefully you do to.

    I hate care stuff too! I don't even put gas in my own car (my wonderful husband does it for me every week)!

    Manuela

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  35. Thank you Lou Cinda for your sweet comments on my table. Look forward to getting to know you in bloggie land.

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