The weekend of the pc crash, we were in MI for the wedding of our niece. Just before hitching up the 5th wheel to bring it home, Greg took our "new to us" truck to fuel up. Sitting at Speedway, the battery light came on. He immediately went to Advanced Auto for a diagnostic, and the battery was fine, but the alternator was on its way out, so the "Burley Bros" installed a new one on the spot. The truck is a 1999, and the alternator was original. It was time.
|(So, they'll probably kill me for this one...)|
|I had no idea a blown tire could do all this!|
The morning after our highway mishap, I was working in a public education setting, and was sharing a couple of minutes of small talk to get the adult students comfortable before testing. I began to tell them about the incidents of the weekend, and then shared how through my frustrations I was reminded of Joplin, MO and Pleasant Grove, AL and how my little laptop of photos and documents was nothing compared to the great losses they had experienced during the tornado tragedies. Before I knew it, I began to give praise for blessings, and about bit my tongue off when I realized what I was getting ready to say! It's definite proof that I wouldn't last long as a teacher for the Ohio Dept of Education...there is zero chance of me being able to lecture without prayin', praisin', and preachin'! Hahaha! Now I am seriously rambling, so I'll quit and hopefully things will get back to "normal" around here.
For those of you who had an uneventful Memorial Day, count your blessings! :)