Sandy Lives!

Sandy lives.

Sandy is our car, our 2000 Saturn LS, four cylinder, family starter sedan that has seen us through countless cross country voyages, patiently waited for us for six weeks as she baked in the Sonoran Desert sunshine (sorry, Sandy), and has served as home for the night on many an occasion. Most recently, we beat her up on the mountain road to Kincora (27 switchbacks). Our new friend, Pearl, even did the honors of applying a new state flag sticker to her, as we crossed briefly into North Carolina.

Yesterday, as I drove home, she began to shudder violently. White smoke puffed out the exhaust pipe. Fans were whirring uncontrollably. The Service Engine Soon light turned on. Whatever was wrong was very wrong.

We took her to Pep Boys and prepared for the worst. By prepared for the worst, we came home and had a glass of wine and searched for VW mini-buses online. But a mere six hundred dollars has her road worthy again, and she is definitely running better.

We're off to the River House, site of M & K's engagement some 6 years ago.