I'm mobile once again!

We finally got our truck back late Tuesday evening! Yay! Literally, words cannot express how annoying it is to have to be stuck at home or rely on others to tote me around. And as far as what was wrong with the truck, well, Greg is at work so he's not here to tell me. But I know one thing was the fuel pump and then there was something else. Who knows! The best part was, our truck was still under factory warranty! Woo-hoo! So we had to pay $100 and our truck was completely fixed! Which included an oil change! An oil change on our truck normally costs $75 anyway, so I was pretty happy about this. And thankfully this didn't happen while we were towing our house on wheels! That would not have been a fun day!

So, now I get to celebrate by going to Wal-Mart and the Post Office all by myself!

Today's The Day!

It's my husband's birthday! (I bet you thought I was going to say it's Election Day). And what does he get for his special day? Truck problems! Yesterday I went to a girls house who is going to host a Girls Nite Out party for me this Saturday. I had to drop off a hostess brochure, and when I left, I started the truck. It started A-OK, but when I pushed the gas pedal (diesel pedal?) it barely rolled forward. I thought that maybe I didn't have it in gear, so I put it in park, then put it back in drive and had the same result. However, this time I smelt smoke, and when I looked in the rear view mirror, I saw all kinds of smoke coming out of the exhaust. Yikes! A guy had happened to be standing in his front yard and saw the whole thing happen. He was kind enough to come over and look under my hood, even though we both had no clue what to look for. He even had the nerve to ask if I accidentally put gas in it instead of diesel! Hello? I'm not an idiot....

Anyway, I eventually gave up and called a friend who luckily I knew was in town. She happened to be a couple blocks away and was able to pick me up. The downside was that the truck was left in a not too great neighborhood on the wrong side of the tracks, if ya know what I mean! Once I finally got ahold of Greg on the phone, I think he was more worried about where the truck was left parked, rather than the actual problem at hand. He was fortunate enough to get off work early and he was pretty relieved to see that the truck still had wheels, no broken windows, and our fifth wheel hitch perfectly intact! However, the truck still behaved the same way. We had come prepared and had a chain so he could tow me to the Ford Dealership. Now that is something I hope I never have to do again. Talk about being stressed out behind the wheel. Thank God for speakerphone! If it wasn't for that I would have probably done some damage to both our truck and Greg's company truck.

It's now 11:30 my time, and we still haven't got a call from the Ford Dealership as to a diagnosis of the problem. We're praying it's not a head gasket. In the meantime, I'm stranded. Which means no yoga for me today. :( So, the best Birthday present my hubby can receive is a relatively small bill from the Ford Dealership!