
What do we do? Then " just like in the cartoons a light bulb went off over my head." I could tow her home and the dealer she got the car from could fix it. Perfect idea, I just bough that truck in the picture and it's a good truck after all I payed $300.00 for it. We had a plane. So next the morning off we took. We were having a good time B.S.ing and singing songs. Then we hit the fifty mile line we held our breath ---------------------------------Then it was fifty one miles. A sigh of relief and on we went, More B.S. story telling and snaking, then the one hundred mile mark---------------------------whooooo we made it that's when we had to stop to restock on munchies and take this picture. Then it was two hundred we were in the city's I hate driving in the city's. We got lost on the main highway then we got lost on the side streets just to find the highway and get lost all over again. But after about fifty miles of driving in circles through the ghettos of Minneapolis and St. Paul we found the dealer she bough this lemon from.
We happily left them the car, got some directions and headed to Becks house in Wisconsin. No more B.S.ing song singing or story telling. Buck was in a loner car and I was following closely so I wouldn't get lost again, never though that Becky was probably lost.
Anyway we made it. We all had a good time on the road and with Livy and Scott. The next morning Beck and Scott had to go to work and live went to day care. So I headed my wonderfull truck north for a happily uneventfully trip home.
P.S. This truck doesn't have a name it's just known as the blue truck.