Troubles with the Toyota, and other stuff
Jun. 15th, 2003 11:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
urbandruidDamn car.
Damn car.
Wouldn't start when we were heading out to Grandma's. Which annoyed Mom more than it did me- I was sort of half hoping it would stay dead and we wouldn't have to go, but then she said she'd call Grandma to pick us up, and I thought, god no, it's bad enough as is.
Managed to get the thing started- then I was afraid it wouldn't get us home. My uncle came out to take a look at it, and it of course started right away. He came over later and swapped us cars- he's going to take the Toyota to Sears and get us a new battery, since our old one's still under warranty. They refused to listen to Mom. Sexist assholes. Anyway. So we have some old Ford my uncle's fixed up and is trying to sell. I haven't seen it yet, but you know, at least it runs.
The funny thing is that we're more worried about the Ford getting stolen by Mom's office than we ever were about the Toyota. Nobody wants a car that old anymore, and anyway, good luck getting it started.
I did decide, though, that if anybody tried to steal it while we were at Marie Callanders (left the engine running and me sitting guard) I was going to let them have it. No takers, damnit.
Oh well. They probably wouldn't have totaled it anyway- just run it out of gas and ditched it somewhere. Hence, we'd get it back.
I'm hoping the new battery will solve the problem- Uncle John says it's bulging out on one side, which doesn't sound good even to me. (And I can't drive, so why would I care how cars work? I just know ours has never worked right since it died a couple years ago and was towed to Pep Boys in Fairfield. They suck, by the way.)
Was hoping for a Ford Anglia, but it's a Fairmont or some such. Yellow.
Beats the lime green Ranchero we once drove for a week when the old car died while I was in high school. Horrible, huge, tank-like, and no power steering.
Got the curtains hung this afternoon- hottest part of the day, but we were stuck at Grandma's a lot longer than any of us wanted to be. At least we had my uncle and his girlfriend around to help distract the grandparents.
Oh, and great-grandpa. Let's not forget great-grandpa. He knew Grandma's name today- sort of. They told him at the rest home that his daughter would pick him up, and when my grandfather came instead he said, "You're not Patsy." The grandparents are encouraged by this. I'd be happier about it if he'd had a clue that she was the one sitting next to him at the table.
*sigh* My family. And the grandparents aren't traveling anywhere till September. They're going on some cruise through the Panama Canal with their oldest friends on earth. Mmmkay, whatever makes you happy I guess.
My uncle's girlfriend is very cool. Her ex-roommate works at Starbucks, and can get her free coffee. She said we could go sometime, if I wanted. Yay! Hell, I'd go even if I hated coffee- must counteract whatever ill effects the grandparents have on her.
Have had enough family togetherness for a while.
And I survived fathers' day. Yay.
Damn car.
Wouldn't start when we were heading out to Grandma's. Which annoyed Mom more than it did me- I was sort of half hoping it would stay dead and we wouldn't have to go, but then she said she'd call Grandma to pick us up, and I thought, god no, it's bad enough as is.
Managed to get the thing started- then I was afraid it wouldn't get us home. My uncle came out to take a look at it, and it of course started right away. He came over later and swapped us cars- he's going to take the Toyota to Sears and get us a new battery, since our old one's still under warranty. They refused to listen to Mom. Sexist assholes. Anyway. So we have some old Ford my uncle's fixed up and is trying to sell. I haven't seen it yet, but you know, at least it runs.
The funny thing is that we're more worried about the Ford getting stolen by Mom's office than we ever were about the Toyota. Nobody wants a car that old anymore, and anyway, good luck getting it started.
I did decide, though, that if anybody tried to steal it while we were at Marie Callanders (left the engine running and me sitting guard) I was going to let them have it. No takers, damnit.
Oh well. They probably wouldn't have totaled it anyway- just run it out of gas and ditched it somewhere. Hence, we'd get it back.
I'm hoping the new battery will solve the problem- Uncle John says it's bulging out on one side, which doesn't sound good even to me. (And I can't drive, so why would I care how cars work? I just know ours has never worked right since it died a couple years ago and was towed to Pep Boys in Fairfield. They suck, by the way.)
Was hoping for a Ford Anglia, but it's a Fairmont or some such. Yellow.
Beats the lime green Ranchero we once drove for a week when the old car died while I was in high school. Horrible, huge, tank-like, and no power steering.
Got the curtains hung this afternoon- hottest part of the day, but we were stuck at Grandma's a lot longer than any of us wanted to be. At least we had my uncle and his girlfriend around to help distract the grandparents.
Oh, and great-grandpa. Let's not forget great-grandpa. He knew Grandma's name today- sort of. They told him at the rest home that his daughter would pick him up, and when my grandfather came instead he said, "You're not Patsy." The grandparents are encouraged by this. I'd be happier about it if he'd had a clue that she was the one sitting next to him at the table.
*sigh* My family. And the grandparents aren't traveling anywhere till September. They're going on some cruise through the Panama Canal with their oldest friends on earth. Mmmkay, whatever makes you happy I guess.
My uncle's girlfriend is very cool. Her ex-roommate works at Starbucks, and can get her free coffee. She said we could go sometime, if I wanted. Yay! Hell, I'd go even if I hated coffee- must counteract whatever ill effects the grandparents have on her.
Have had enough family togetherness for a while.
And I survived fathers' day. Yay.
