If people are so so good and holy, how come they are not here to help? How come they are not here to jump start this car? The other one that is in the shop started thanks to the mechanic who started and jumped it. But when we walked outside the other one wouldn’t start.
WWVd??? In other words: what would Veruca do? What would the blog bitches who nag their husbands do? Or better put how would other people handle this?
I am fine. We call the mechanic in the morning. I can chill today and tonight. I never miss and one week…. out of maybe five years missing or I haven’t missed in two to three years.
I only miss every two years. It doesn’t scrupulously bother me.