Oh my gosh, people are soooo awesome, aren't they?

I was just catching the internet at a local taco place and I must have left my lights on while I was checking e-mail, etc. An hour and a half later my car is dead, dead, dead.

I humbled myself and went up to the cars waiting at the window (this is happening as I type) and asked several people if they had jumper cables. Two said no and then I got to this really nice young couple who couldn't be more than 20. They said yes! Here they come right now to help me! Yay for me!

I found out their names even! Mike and Katie....newly married and 24 and 29 years old (okaaaaay, so I was only off by a coupla-few years!)

Well, it turns out that he doesn't have the cables in his car but he only lives a few minutes away so he is going home to get them. Wow. Just think....you are getting the story LIVE from POH-land as it's happening! Do you feel special yet?

Can anyone say God is so good to meeeeeeeeee? My Redeemer LIVES, baby! I don't trust NOBODY but Jeeeeeeesus! Okay, well, here I am sitting here waiting for my newest best friends to come and save the day for me! Stay tuned!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Can anyone say parrrrr-taaaaaay?????

That is exACTLY what this whole 'should-a been a fiasco but wasn't' turned into. First, Mike discovered, after returning with his battery box, that it didn't have enough juice to start the engine, so Katie, his totally gorgeous (let's just say "what a babe") wife starts flirting with these three guys on bicycles. Two were in town from Illinois and one lives here and all three were out on the town for a big festival of some kind. They were all, including Katie, a little on the whatchucall 'snookered' side. All except Mike and me. We were awesome, right Mike? *smooch* Well, some people think I'm high all the time anyway sooooooo.................

Okay, so, anyhoo everyone kept saying that Shane was "the man" and knows everything there is to know about cars so he was elected to fix the car in spite of the fact that he was so.....well, snookered out that he could barely ride his bicycle let alone drive. So, Mike to the rescue aGAIN and drives Shane to his house two blocks away, picks up the cables and comes back. I was just a leetle concerned about Shane touching the only car I've ever owned all by my lonesome self, because of his 'condition' as we shall delicately call it, but wow, the man really is 'the MAN' as they say. There was some serious whoopin' and hollerin' when the ol' engine turned over let me tell YOU! Whoooo baby!

So, after some exchange of phone numbers and e-mails I am promised some pictures for my blog (yes, you may even get to see a small one of the vehicle I have been so elusive about talking about) and you will DEFINITELY get to see one of the sexified (sorry, that was the only word that came to mind) Katie and another of Katie and Mike together.

Wow, what a night huh? Live and in person, on the spot coverage of life in POH-land.....it doesn't get any better than this, does it?

BTW, Katie and Mike if you are reading this? I'll try to call so we can do something, 'kay? I'll get a hold of Shane too....well, as long as he doesn't think I'm hitting on him. *blush* You know, those ol' common housewives....I haven't had a date in almost 40 years. It's a leetle more than scary out there, you know?