Send Your Love

Friends, there is a cat out there that needs some love. I love MODG. Her blog cracks me up to no end, so I was saddened to read today that her cat Charlie is going through a tough time. By that I mean the poor thing is in a cone. :( So think positive thoughts for Charlie so that he may escape that horrible cone dignity in tact. MODG, Bobo and Elvis send loves to Charlie.

What The Shit Is This!

Thats what I'm going to say when I go to the Hyundai dealer with my spark plug cover that is now in pieces. Tonight D replaced my spark plugs on my car as I watched on and learned valuable lessons. Like spark plug covers aren't necessary and can be busted when the one bolt doesn't want to come out. Anyway, big thanks to D for replacing my spark plugs. Now my car is running better and hopefully the check engine light doesn't come back on.

Oh yeah. I forgot to mention, last Thursday my check engine light came on as I was leaving Target. I came back to work and was all like OMG MY CHECK ENGINE LIGHT CAME ON!!!!!!!!!!!! My boss looked at me and was like, "Did you remember to get pickles?", and I was all DID YOU NOT HEAR ME CHECK. ENGINE. LIGHT. Needless to say no one else shared my concern. Apparently those little buggers come on mostly for lame reasons. So here I am freaking out that my car is going explode Michael Bay style while driving down 235 and everyone else is like, you probably didn't put your gas cap on right. Excuse me? I've ahd this car 7 years and that mother effing light has NEVER come on. Luckily my boss was my hero and brought his diagnostic reader thing to work and turns out my O2 sensor was faulty. Okay fine everyone you were right. Michael Bay is going to be so disappointed.

So that brings us up to the spark plug incident. Today I noticed my car idling really low and pretty rough, and I was like great, you win this time Bay. So when I got home safely I googled my problem and who would've thought, there's a forum for Hyundai Accents, and low and behold other people have encountered my exact problem check engine light and all. The fix? Spark Plugs. So wooooo!!!!!!!!!!! Car problem solved.

That was a lot about my car. Sorry. I'm just excited.

To end this is what I made for dinner tonight.

(image via eating well.com )

I recommend you click on that link and make some yourself.

Hope your Monday's were just as exciting. Look for what will hopefully be another awesome car post next Monday as this weekend I will be visiting a junk yard in search of a new spark plug cover.

My Apologies

I've been pretty scarce around here in the last month. In fact I've haven't posted in a month. I wish I could blame it on being busy but alas, I have no real excuse. I honestly have had a billion ideas of posts running through my head lately and this is the first time I've decided to sit down and write it out. I suppose most of my ideas haven't be light happy ones about fashion, or awesome good times in Des Moines. Just some conversations I've been having with myself lately that I thought would make good posts. The one I'm going to try to tackle today is : What is wrong with me?

Let me explain. Although D and I parted amicably deciding that we both would be much happier as just friends that question has been running through my head ever since. Why can't he be happy with me? What's wrong with me? Did I not do something enough, or something to much? Despite also wanting out of the relationship I suppose my self-centered ego can't grasp the concept that someone doesn't actually think I'm the shit. I mean I'm pretty, smart, fun, and witty what guy wouldn't want me? I know you're probably thinking I'm a bitch but honestly who hasn't had these thoughts post breakup?

The other thing I've been thinking along these lines is, dating new people is inevitable. So what will this new girl have that I don't? Why will she be different? Why will she be able to keep him happy when I couldn't? Again: What is wrong with me?

I know it sounds like I'm not ready to move on, that I'm trying to think of a way to get D back, but that is far from it. I suppose I'm writing this as a way to get it out to force my self to realize the answer to What is wrong with me?

Absolutely Nothing. Thats what.

D and I weren't right for each other simple as that. There is nothing wrong with me and nothing wrong with him. I know that I'm right for someone and I can't go through life constantly wondering what I'm doing wrong or what I could've done different. When I meet that someone there won't be any doing something wrong because everything we do will be right because we'll be right for each other, and I can't wait for that day.

Until then I'm just going to keep being myself and doing whats right for me.