On our way back from New Mexico, our car suddenly stopped changing gears when it got above about 50 mph. After calling my dad, Jared's step-dad, checking the transmission fluid, and calling a car shop, we determined our transmission had a lost a gear. We were forced to drive the rest of our trip home at 50 mph. Not fun. Especially once it got dark and started snowing and we were going through Price Canyon. And I got a migraine. I blame all the sugar I was eating, plus the stress of worrying that our car wouldn't make it home. Those last two hours of driving were pretty much what I expect hell would feel like.
Anyway, we were very lucky to make it home safely without killing our transmission completely. And extremely grateful! Unfortunately, trasmissions are the most complicated part of cars and hence the most expensive to fix (thousands not hundreds of dollars). Fortunately, my dad is very generous. (We actually switched cars with him a few months ago so he felt really bad.) Yesterday we got it fixed and after picking up the car, Jared went to Costco since we hadn't been grocery shopping and were in dire need of fresh food. And the sweet man that he is, brought me home these:
It had been a long time since he had given me flowers and this bouquet is gorgeous--all green and white, just like the flowers at my wedding. And thinking about my wedding makes me happy. So many thanks to my husband for being so thoughtful. I love you, hon!