Drama

You know just when you think things are going pretty smooth ( and by smooth, I certainly don't mean perfect ) something comes along and slaps you in your face.  In our case this literally happened to Ioane.  Let me begin at the beginning!  

Tuesday night, Matai wakes up crying, which isn't unusual, except this time he was up crying from 3-6am.  THAT is not normal.  Then Sea wanted an inu (drink) at 7am and then Matai got up again at 8am.  I didn't go to bed until 12am (I know, stupid me) so I was exhausted!!   

All of yesterday he was fine, so we don't know what was wrong with him.  Maybe teething or an upset stomach or something.

I was supposed to drive Ioane to a conference downtown and then go spend the day with my friend Jen, but I was too tired to do anything.  So I gave Io directions, said a little prayer (he's not used to driving downtown) and sent him on his way.  He made it there just fine and the day seemed to be going okay because I even got 'Aisea to lay down and take a nap.  (Not an easy task these days)  Then I woke up from my nap and the sad times began. (Okay....I'm being a little dramatic here)

First of all before I go any further with my story let me just tell you a couple things.  I am soooooo grateful that my husband is okay and nothing REALLY bad happened to him.  I don't know what I would ever do without him!!!

And then, as most of you know, we only have ONE car that we share between the two of us.

Here is a picture of this car that has driven us mad over the past few years!  It has been good to us, but it has also been really bad to us too!

So anyway.....on with the story.  I wake up from my nap and Ioane is sitting on the couch with his lips swollen  and a bruise on his chin.  He tells me that he was in an "accident"  then says....well not an accident, but I was driving downtown and I was doing about 45-50 miles per hour.  All of a sudden, I see a rock in the road.  There were cars on both sides of me so I had no choice but to hit it.  When I did "the bag popped out of the honker" (translation:  The airbag deployed from out of the horn/steering wheel...LOL)   I asked him about how big the rock was and he holds up his hands to show me.  So from what he showed me it was about the size of a cantaloupe.  He tried to call me eight times, but I was at home enjoying my nap and never heard my phone ring, so he called my mom.  She was able to talk him through it.  

Here is a picture of him when he got home.  Thank goodness!

Now my husband does have pretty full lips, but not usually THIS full.  Poor guy!  He said his face was numb for awhile from the airbag!

So, he was able to drive the van home and then he had to go to our apartment's front office too and was able to drive the van there.  But don't you know that as soon as I need some cole slaw for my slaw dogs for dinner and have to go to KFC to get some.........It won't start!!!!  I just break down in the car.  I'm bawling hysterically because well lets just face it......we're poor!!!!  And I'm just stressed!  So I called a some people, who never answered their phones.......I won't mention any names (Kim and Mom).  So I had to unload all of my stress onto Leah.  I come back upstairs and Io calls Leah to see if she would come jump the car.  She, being the gracious soul she is, came right away.  We got the van running last night and then went to go get dinner and then came back and checked and the car still had power.  But to no avail, we woke up this morning to a dead car!!!  

So I have to go get it fixed.  More money that we don't have.  How are we ever supposed to get out of debt when stuff like this seems to happen all the time to us???  Anyway.....thanks for letting me complain to you!! 

Oh and one more picture of our "honker"  LOL.  

And P.S.  The "honker" no longer works!