An emotionally questionable woman and her emotionally questionable dog hit the road, living and traveling in a mechanically questionable 1988 Ford Econoline van.
Yay, I hope it went well with the differential fluid (?)! And yay for Cecilia, what a great friend who can help you step outside the situation like that. And Jazzercise and Crema. ;)
YAY! I love you Eva!
here's to no fluid in your face!muah!
If you're really worried, buy some diff. fluid first. Then check it. If it leaks all over, you're all set. If you need to add some, you're all set. If you don't, you can return the still sealed container to whence it came.Also awesome post. If you master the whole choice/control thing, let me know. I need lessons.
Interesting post. Not to get all Zen on ya, but if one is afraid of fluid shooting all over their face, one must first move their face. AND, if fluid starts coming out, put the plug back in … or your finger, at least. That is what they do at Hoover Dam. ;-) Nobody is swinging at baseballs coming from a malfunctioning batting cage because there is too much chaos and balls are flying everywhere. Not even the pros swing at balls flying at their head, except for Barry Bonds, but that is only because his head actually fills the whole stadium. Beyond him, it is duck and run at that point. Find the power source and unplug it before more damage is done. If gas is $1.78/gallon and you are still stressed out, your first stop needs to be a massage therapist. I’m just saying. Finally, the real reason I came on here to post a comment was in response to your statement “I have little control over who I love”. Really? What does that mean? Seemingly, that would be one thing people would want to at least understand, if not control. Understanding the characteristics of the people you “love”, the different types of “love”, and which person belongs in each category seems to be a huge part of the journey of life. If finding the people you “love” is random chaos, what’s the point of getting to know people? We will simply “love” or “hate” them with no control. Although I don’t have the answer to the philosophical dilemma, to say we can’t control who we “love” and, therefore, who we “hate” doesn’t seem right.
Sammy Davis Jr.! Show yer face! I went to your profile page and there's no email address, no blog, no way I can respond to you... I'm guessing you're someone I know.For starters, I've pulled the plug alright. Turned off my phone and shoved it in a drawer so I have time to think and just be alone. Suddenly things don't seem so pressing. I'll blog more about that later, but will you be around to read it?
Who knew you could put a pic on? You kids and your fancy toys. ;-) I updated my information. Uhhhh...the picture is of me the morning after you served me LOTS of Johnnie Walker Blacks on the rocks. That narrows it down to two people. You can click on the My Web Page link for more pictures. And I have been around since post #1 (per your request), of course I'll be around for more later.
Mr Jr., have you ever tried not to love someone? It's nearly impossible.
You have no idea how many times I have loved a cheerleader and I swear, as soon as she won’t go out with me, I don’t love her anymore. I KID!!!!!!In all seriousness, yes, I can control who I love and what type of love I have for them. I can control who I hate (read – Auburn fans) – wait, I am supposed to be serious and I can’t say I seriously hate Auburn fans; damn me!!!!!! I can control if I am angry at someone. I can control if I am lust. I can control if I am afraid. I have been in love and after they have left me I have chosen whether or not to stay in love with them or to eventually let them go. The fact is, as humans, we can control our emotions. Although it might not be easy, that is all we can control – OUR own emotions. We can’t control other people’s emotions, but we can control our own. The key words you used is “nearly impossible”. Maybe it is “nearly impossible”, but that means it isn’t “impossible”. Now, in about 30 minutes, I am going to go see if I can get someone to fall in love with me. Cheers and Happy Thanksgiving.
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