Bolts, Guns, and Fish Tacos

It was a fairly uneventful weekend at the Nation abode. We stayed home Friday night and did the usual Panera bread pick up and caught up on our DVR'ed Jimmy Fallon. I say "we" loosely because I basically don't ever watch TV at night anymore because I'm busy giving Amelia her dinner and bath and then it's off to bed. When she goes down, I go down too!

Saturday morning Chris had a coffee meeting so me and Amelia hung around the house and did some cleaning and watched her new Minnie DVD and played. Then Chris got home and we ordered some lunch from Cheddarbox Cafe. After lunch, I took Amelia with me to run a quick errand at Cabela's. I had bought a rain jacket there about a month ago and was never completely sure I loved it. So I decided to go back and exchange it. I was a little hesitant to bring Amelia into Cabela's because as we were walking to the front door, I saw a huge banner that said "2nd Amendment Celebration". Wasn't exactly sure what sort of gun loving ammo fest I was bringing my 1 year old daughter into, but it turned out to be fine. Nary a gun or bullet was seen by either of us.

So after our quick errand, we came back home and hung around the house with Chris for a while and napped and played with Lucy. In the evening, I headed out to pick up dinner from Taziki's - have you noticed a trend in our meals here? Mama doesn't cook anymore! I do occasionally, but it is just so much easier to pick something up. So when I was driving home from Taziki's I noticed that my car was sort of doing this weird revving thing, but I didn't really pay much attention to it.

I'm the world's worst at ignoring a vehicle's warning signs. (Like the time I was riding with Alicia when she thought she heard a weird thumping sound and my advice was to just turn the radio up! As it turned out, she had run over a huge bolt that had pierced her tire. Good job, Em.)

Sunday, I let Chris sleep in while me and Amelia hung out and did our morning routine of cereal, playtime, scrambled eggs, nap, and more playtime. Then Chris got up and got ready and pretty soon it was time to order lunch. We decided to try out this new place called Verbena's. We were looking at some of the pictures online of the food and it all looked really amazing, so we were both getting excited about our new food place. We were so bummed when we found out they didn't do carryout on Sundays. So then our next idea was to get some fish tacos and guacamole from a Mexican restaurant. It was getting close to 1:00 by now and we were both getting really hungry.

So I take off to pick up our lunch and imagine my surprise when my car is acting WHACKED OUT. As in, it wouldn't shift gears past 2nd gear. As in, I was driving in a 45 mile per hour zone and only able to go 20 miles per hour. Lovely.

I called Chris and he told me to turn around and come home. I figured I would come home and then take his car to go get our food. But as it turned out, his car was having trouble last week too and his dad had replaced a part and instructed him not to drive his car this weekend if possible. So we were basically stranded and our beloved fish tacos and guacamole were a distant dream.

Long story not so short, we talked to his dad and found out that Chris's car was drivable so I ran out and picked up our food. I may have big car issues looming in my future, but at least I could supply us with some food because we were both quickly entering the HANGRY stage of emotions (hungry + angry = not a good combo).

I drove my in-laws car to work today while his dad takes my car to the shop. Hopefully it doesn't need a new transmission. I would be happy if it just needed a huge bolt removed from the tire.