I've never liked the name Rod

So you may remember the vehicle that was an answer to prayers that I purchased 2 months ago. The one that is in great shape despite it's many miles, and given the price it was worth it even if it only ran for a year. The one that the kindly man that sold it to me (he really was doing me a favor) made sure to educate me in regards to everything that had ever gone wrong or had been replaced. Yes, that one.

It threw a rod yesterday. (I just got a mental picture of someone I know by that name being thrown from my engine...I've got to laugh at something here). I was stranded in Draper until a great friend rescued me and the tow truck showed. I am once again car less. And feeling a tad despondent. My Dad said that this too shall pass. I know this, and things could be worse. I just want life to calm down enough for a bit so I can get my bearings.

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On a different note, I will not let myself throw a pity party. Especially with the Howard Family and all they are going through, it is a constant reminder that I can handle these minor setbacks in life as they handle some major ones. They came for dinner again last night, and were having a slightly better day as little Caleb has been a bit more stable. Still critical, but better than before. They relaxed a little and laughed and joked. Someone asked for an update on Caleb, and his father said, "Uh-huh, we aren't talking about that here, this is the safe place where we can escape for a bit and be ourselves, I'm not spoiling it," I'm just glad that we can provide that for them.

Onward and upward.