Home sweet home

There's nothing like sleeping in your own bed after being away. Somehow the sheets feel softer, pillows fluffier, mattress firmer. Sigh. It's all good. I definitely had a restful sleep especially after another automobile almost-fiasco at the park and ride last night.

So, we get off the plane, our luggage is among the first on the carousel and we're off to the park and ride! Woohoooo....that much closer to home and even a couple of minutes early!! Get off the bus and get to the car, settle into the seat and............the engine won't turn over. I mean, not even the sad sputter of the starter trying. Absolutely nothing. Nada. Not a peep.

Picture Kev behind the wheel of the car, one leg out the rest of him mostly inside to steer and me pushing from the front to back the car out of the spot. Yup. We got it out. Then imagine me pushing from behind to try to get enough of a rolling start hoping for the starter to catch. No cigar. Fortunately there are still people out there who carry jumper cables in their trunks and after some time the car finally started. I'm just glad it started before the tow truck arrived 'cuz they would have charged us $55 just for a jump. What a ripoff.

So, from beginning to end it was an ill-fated car trip. I'm tempted to never leave the house again =) Today the sun is shining and I'm just piddling around getting caught up on chores and errands. Chat with y'all later.