broken car

Well. I broke my husbands car. I'm not sure what happened or how I did it but EVERY SINGLE TIME I have to drive his car I seem to make something malfunction. It's terrible. My husband took my car today because apparently I have two really bad tires and he didn't want me driving all the way to Austin on them. So I stopped at the gas station to get a diet coke for breakfast and because his battery tends to act up I just left the car running. When I came out, I threw it in reverse and noticed that it was SMOKING!! I pulled over and did what any other girl would do... called my husband (and owner of the car). So... now he's driving all over Austin/Cedar Park/Liberty Hill trying to figure out how we're gonna get it fixed (oh... he has diagnosed it as a Water Pump blowing-outage).

And while he is doing that... I have resorted to eating Brownies. Well, here's to Monday morning and the start of what will hopefully be a better week than it was morning. :)