Is it just me?

Is it just me or do you have the same silly problem with cars as I do?

Let me explain.

Last week I was driving my husband's vehicle to the library with the kids. As I was accelerating to 40 mph the steering wheel started shaking. It was shaking so bad that Gibson asked why my arms were moving. I pulled off the road and looked at all the tired thinking, maybe it's a flat. Nope, everything looks good. I started driving again. Still shaking. I decided to turn around. When I got home the front tire looked like it was smoking. I urged Q to come out and drive it so he can figure out the problem. As we got up to the same speed as before when the shaking started, the car didn't shake at all for him!!!! Go figure. He said the smoke from the front tire was probably snow melting off the tires. You see, my husband didn't use his mirrors the last time he was pulling out of his parents driveway and partly drove through their lawn that had over a foot of snow!!! Hence the reason why there was snow in the tires.

I pretty much looked like an overreacting idiot!!!! (when there kids in the car I'm more nervous!!)

But that's not all!!

This weekend I was coming out of a store and had pushed the unlock button, and the panic button went off. I was by myself. I continually pushed the panic button to shut it off. Still blaring with sound. About a minute had passed by, and a nice man came to me and tried to shut it off. Still blaring. I put the key in the car to unlock it. Now the panic noise went from slow to super fast like it was an atomic bomb ready to explode at any minute!!! He said, "turn the car on and it'll shut off." I turned the car on and it wouldn't shut off. By this time, I'm starting to get a headache!!! I turn the car off, shut the door push the panic button one more time, and what do ya know, it turned off!!! Finally!!!!! Thank goodness the town was dead and only two people witnessed the fiasco.


It seems I don't have a very good luck with cars.

In high school, I remember driving in my GMC Jimmy and I honked the horn at my friends who were standing around in a circle talking. In the middle of my steering wheel was the retangle horn. After I honked, it wouldn't stop. Honkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk, seriuosly for two blocks. I was pounding on my steering wheel to pop that horn up. Finally it released and I could act like I was cool, driving in my GMC Jimmy with my Camaro rims again. Low Riders!!!!!

I also totalled my parent's new car two days before Christmas! I was on my way to Wal Mart with my sister. Went around a curve too fast and hit two trees and a boulder head on!! Thank goodness for air bags!! Merry Christmas Mom and Dad!!! I felt so bad.

I also hit three deer at one time and they all survived and it only knocked my running board off which was later fixed by my dad.

Wait, I'm not done. I had a Dodge Dynasty in college. I called it the Die Nasty. ( I was grateful for the car, it was fun to name them.) I was driving home and the belt broke and suddenly the car stopped. Luckily I wasn't too far from home. Dad came to the rescue again.

Cars are wondeful things. They get us to and fro. They are the worst investment to make but you kinda have to have one these days. I think it's rather amusing that things will go wrong for me while I"m in the car. And when I would ask my Dad or now Quentin to drive it, the problem seems to dissapear.

Maybe I'll become Amish and ride a bike or buy a buggy and horse!!!

I think last's post will be the only time you will see me under a car. I wanted to help my friends. If it was our car, I would make Q do it. It was fun being Mr. Mom for a night!!!


Got any car stories to share with me???