&#@%!!!!! Vista. Had to get here by a roundabout route this morning. I kept getting the message that the page couldn't be found! This is one of those moments (just a moment, mind you) that I'd like to take the computer and throw it off the porch and wish it had never been invented.
My back hurts and I'm in a crochety mood because of it. Problems with this machine does....not....help.
Happily the truck is fixed and my daughter can now relax and get some sleep. So can I. What will we do when there are no more shade tree mechanics and kind people who trust enough to write a check from their own account to pay for the repair, knowing that they will be sent a check to replace the funds the very next day? I hope I don't live to see that day.
It's off to the gallery so you have a trust-full day and remember: even if the voices aren't real, they have some pretty good ideas.