There were two alternate titles for this post. One was "it's always something" and the other was "@#$&!!!" And though I've never been stuck in Lodi before, I couldn't resist the chosen title.
So tonight was dance class as always, but we had to be there in full costume tonight (the outfit, the hair, the flowers, the makeup, you name it) because a professional photographer was there to shoot some stuff for publicity shots. (Normally I don't get too dressed up for class, maybe a skirt and t-shirt).
Anyway, "A+" and I were about a mile from our destination when I simultaneously caught a whiff of coolant, noticed my car running hot, and heard the fan working extra hard. Oh dread, this is familiar. Made it to class, popped the hood, and sure enough there's coolant sprayed everywhere. Great. I guess the nice thing is I manage to stay pretty calm and collected about these cars things now, it's like "here we go again."
I called my mechanic and asked for some suggestions and he said it would be pretty risky to drive back home even if I filled the radiator with water and stopped along the way. And after the car cooled off a little bit a husband of one of the other dancers took a look and found a gaping hole in one hose, so yeah that wouldn't hold liquid anyway. *sigh*
So I called and arranged to get towed back to Wilton.
And remember how last time I got towed I said I was thankful I wasn't in costume? Yeah well this time I was. That was a little embarrassing, but at least I can thank goodness we made it to class and weren't stranded by the side of the road. It could always be a lot worse.
Anyway, I missed a lot of class while outside on the phone but I got in some of the pictures. I'm sure I look pretty grumpy though. I am. Nothing like the second time seeing my car get towed.
Maybe it's time to start buying lottery tickets.
Did I mention I have a lot of art at greatly reduced prices for a limited time? ;-)
I could get pretty sappy mopey here right now, so I'll just leave it at that. The Chicken Lady needs a hug. *sigh*