Mathias Michael is eight months old today. It's ridiculous. Time needs to stop.
There's just something about my husband that breaks cars. His car has been parked on the street in front of our house since May--unable to stay running for more than a mere thirty seconds at a time. As long as I've known him (nearing six years now), something is always going wrong with that car.
And now that we're a one car family, it only makes sense that my car (which is fairly new, being a 2008 model) would suddenly decide to have all these problems. It's been slow to start for a few weeks now, and this morning, it wouldn't start at all. Matt had to have a friend give him a jump in the parking lot at his work.
So, what is it about my husband that deters cars from running correctly?
I'm guessing it has something to do with that electric shock I get every time we kiss ;)
No comments:
Post a Comment