She is accomplished, and she has more self worth and self esteem attached to that accomplishment than any of those kids whose parents bought them a new car off the lot without butt prints in the seat. DD has her own new car smell, old french fries and a dusty dashboard and nothing smells better to her right now 
I am so very proud of my kid for working those nights she wanted to quit and sticking with it to stack her pennies for this major first step in life. And she can say with her head held high, yes it's older, and used, and other people made the butt prints in my seats first, but it is PAID FOR IN FULL, and I did it myself! I SO wanted to help her get a better car, but I am SOOOOO glad that we didn't! She'll learn more and have more confidence when she's finally on her own this way....but it really is hard to not help sometimes! SHEESH! I want to put a new transmission in it for her...but I CAN'T bring myself to even offer to...it'll serve her better to do it on her own. Thankfully though, that should be a good while away yet. It really isn't all that bad like the seller said it was, at least not that we have experienced. Besides, I gotta get my wheels turning right at the moment before we can worry about hers.
I will have to get on it and get it fixed. I may make this a DIY job. I'm just not sure yet though. We are somewhat limited on tools, and it is in a really tight spot under the motor....I'm not so sure I can handle this one, but it won't keep me from trying it first. My mechanic loves for me to bring pieces to him anyway 
and I did the farmer's market this morning. And......put up a boatload of okra...and that's all I remember. I feel sick and weak and wanna whine because I'm tired 
I know........I'm a slacker She hugs the ditch, and knows NADA....bless it, she does NOT pay attention. She came in after the drive, said it wouldn't start back up and she needs to roll her windows up...the child never put it in park, it was in neutral 
Then she was standing in the kitchen looking all serious and you could clearly see the gears turning in her head, and she asks, so what's the "N" mean...I told her neutral...her response..what's that? so then I explained it, her response..."Well that's stupid, why is it even there?!" Mind you this is the SAME KID I HAD DRIVING A STICK SHIFT WHEN SHE WAS 9....ya think she retained anything? 
Then she asked what's the "U" mean? DH and I looked at each other and said huh? The "U" PRNUNDL.....she was saying PRNDL like a word so she would remember...country accent got the best of her that time We all cracked up, and she said "Ohmahgawd...y'all quit makin fun of me!" Oh what fun to have a teenager I am SO glad I have taught her to laugh at herself too and not get offended, I think she laughed more than we did once she realized her mistake We ALL get along so much better now that we're all on the same team I love my little familia 
She should be back on the road by next week. We are gonna DIY it, me and hubster as a weekend project. It'll be SO MUCH FUN 
Neighbor told me to try AZO, may pick some up sometime tomorrow. If that doesn't work I will be looking for the D mannose. I am feeling a good bit better on that note though And EVERYBODY IS WORKING.....so I get stuck at home tomorrow while I am supposed to work, because my schedule is flexible.....guess I can work in the house and yard though. Lord knows I need to :/ Glad to see you back lurking around here again Can't wait to play with it!! But.....I'm tired so glad I ordered it online or I'd be admiring it, picking up all the pieces and trying to find something that needs fixing I am such a tool geek
The end of this road winds up on a main highway, no street lamps, no nothing for at least 2 miles each way except for a few scattered bars.....yeah, sure, take MY 16 year old CHILD and dump her out in the middle of nowhere at 10 o'clock at night, with drunks leaving the bars, in the pitch black of night, and make her wait for 20 or so minutes on her ride. What could possibly go wrong? That woman is lucky DH picked my baby up last night and not me 
What really pees me off royally, is this woman has a granddaughter that is friends with my DD who also works there, and she'd NEVER in a million years ask something like that of her precious grand nor even give it a thought. And if anyone else asked that of her granddaughter she would rightfully go off on them in an instant. People don't need to be picking on my kid y'all.....somebody is about to get their head knocked off...I am trying to forget it, and cool off, but I want to sooooooooo badly go up there and slap some sense into that woman, and I want to make DD quit, and it's just an impossible frustrating situation right now :/ I dunno what to do, or what would be right, but they have got the mean protective momma stirred up in me right now and they best watch their step as far as my kid is concerned 
