April Fool’s Day Came Late This Year


So last week for Thankful Thursday I told you about my recent adventures in Automysteryland. If you missed it, please go read the post entitled Stranded-Not Stranded.

Well, I got my car back on Saturday and drove it the 7 miles home and then did not drive it again until Monday when I needed to drive the freeway an hour to get to Seattle and meet for my doctor’s appt. I made it maybe 15 minutes down the road when suddenly I noticed the check engine light was on. I had been without my car for nearly 2 weeks while numerous mechanics and mechanical shops investigated the cause of my mysterious problem. I did not have any problems on Monday, just the warning light was on. Nonetheless, I wasn’t going to take any chances. On my way home from the doctor, I went directly back to the dealership who had seemingly fixed the problem.

They checked the error codes and it said catalytic converter. He knew that was not really the issue because they had (as did all the previous mechanics) checked that. So, he said he thought it was an O2 emission sensor on the passenger side of the car. He said it would not impact driveability. I need only be certain to get it fixed before my tabs come due in January.

The next day I had another doctor’s appointment about 40 minutes from where I live. I got in my car and was ready to go. The check engine light was not on as he had “erased” the code. I was driving down the 2-lane road that is the only ingress/egress from my city, chugging along at 40 MPH when without warning my car started jerking violently forward and backward, forward and backward. The dealership was only about 4 miles away so I was determined to try and get there. Once there, I knew, I’d be able to get a loaner car so I kept on about another mile and a half when suddenly everyone was redirected back from whence they came. The road was closed in both directions due to an automobile accident. I was told that I would have to go in the other direction and take another, specific route to get to the dealership which was now only 2 and a half miles from the closure. I turned around and headed back in the direction of my home, but the problem mysteriously vanished. So, I kept going and took that alternate route. An hour and ten minutes later I arrived safely at the dealership. Turned it in and got the loaner for the holiday weekend. When I left I forgot about the road closure and turned toward home and, wouldn’t you know it, the road was opened. Perhaps, had I just waited there at the side of the road I would have gotten to the dealership faster and saved myself stress, time, and gas.

Anyway, apparently, the joke was on me. As now we are back to square one with the mystery that has been eluding mechanics with decades of experience for weeks now.

So 2 of my 3 reasons for a Thankful Thursday last week have been erased. I am still grateful that none of the plethoras of mechanics took advantage of me. The other reasons are gone. I am therefore grateful this Thursday for my loaner car. For without it, I would be spending Thanksgiving stranded at home, alone.

Happy Thanksgiving my minions! I hope you have a wonderful day and find at least one thing to feel truly thankful for on this day.

☀ Memee

Stranded-Not Stranded

Stranded-Not Stranded | Memee's Musings

Twelve days ago I was driving along when all of a sudden my car started slowing down on its own, it slowed, and slooowed, and sloooooooowed.  It felt like there was a chain attached to the undercarriage at the back of my car and that that chain was hooked up at the other end to a giant freighter ship.  I had accidentally left my house that day without my cell phone and just needed to get to my friends so I could feel safe instead of finding myself stranded.  I got off the arterial and slowly made my way closer to closer on roads less traveled and I did not stop, I rolled through the stop signs and eventually made it to the block the restaurant was on.  As I pulled into the parking space my car died altogether.

I went inside and got to work calling a tow truck.  Oh, did I forget to mention, it was a Sunday so all auto shops were, of course, closed.  My car was dropped off at one of the very best automotive shops in my county and I waited for word of what was the problem and how much it would cost to fix it.

The next day they telephone me to get more information.  And I told them everything I could think of to describe what was happening.  In my mind I was thinking, fuel injection system, or transmission, or timing belt… all expensive fixes.

They drove the car and nothing.  It was fine, no issues.  Tuesday, they drove the car, nothing, no issues.  Wednesday they drove the car, nothing, no issues.  They drove it in town.  They drove it on the highway.  They drove it up very steep hills.  They put over 70 miles on the car and it ran perfectly for them every single time.

So, on Thursday I went to pick it up.  They did not charge me.  I drove it around the corner and came to a stop at a red light.  And the car started rocking hard, jerking forward and back.  I pressed my foot harder upon the break, pushing it up against the floor pad in fear that my car would leap out into the traffic of the busy arterial that I was waiting to cross.  I watched as the RPM gauge jumped up and down with the jerking motions of my car.   When the light changed I crept forward and then, without notice is jerked again and suddenly I was speeding fast through the intersection.  I thought, well, it seems fine now so I kept going without incident.  Without incident that is until I came to the next stoplight.  Again, it began jerking wildly as the RPM gauge hopped like a kid on a pogo stick and then, suddenly the car stalled altogether.  So I put it in park, and hoped it would restart, which it did so that I could try and go back to the mechanic.  I was only about a quarter of a mile away.  It should be fine.  The car started right back up and I began driving, but next, it stalled out while I was driving down the road.  It just gave up and died.  Well, it didn’t actually die.  I was able to restart it again.  But the fact that it died while my foot was on the accelerator certainly added more stress to my already quivering-with-fear arms.

I did make it back to the mechanic shop and telephoned a friend to come pick me.  Now that the car was behaving badly we immediately took it on a test drive so they could see, feel, hear what was happening.  They did not think it was the transmission because if it was, it would be consistent rather than intermittent.  It was beginning to get late in the day and they would be closed Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.  It would not be until Monday when they could try and figure it out and make a real diagnosis.

And on day eight of not having my car, they test drove it again and, wouldn’t you know it, it ran perfectly.  No warning lights or error codes to be discovered.  They began to suspect that it was the Catalytic Converter (the part alone costs a thousand bucks).  However, they had no definitive way of knowing that was the issue and didn’t want to replace such an expensive part when it was just a guess.  They recommended I take it to another mechanic who had another tool for checking the Cat as their tools were not indicating an issue.

So on Tuesday, my son drove me to that city so I could move my car from that shop to one about a mile and a half up the road from the first mechanic.  My son followed me in his vehicle and, at first, I had no issues.  I made it maybe 4 blocks and then I hit the hazard lights as my car was slowing.  I turned off the arterial road we were on and made my way to lesser trafficked streets.  This meant I would be turning left and right at various points (using my arm as blinkers) but at least I wouldn’t have to worry quite as much about being hit by another vehicle.  Eventually, we made it there, but not after my car slowed to a stop and at important moments too, both were mid-turn in the intersections. The second turn was onto a major road I could not avoid.  At that turn, it came to a full stop though the engine did not die.  I aimed my steering wheel toward the sidewalk deciding I was probably going to have to tow it the remaining 3 blocks when suddenly the car lurched forward.  It was very scary!  Had I not reacted swiftly I would have leapt onto the sidewalk and hit a decorative tree, it was that close!  Of course, thinking swiftly meant turning away from the sidewalk and back into the traffic.  I was lucky though, the timing was perfect to keep me safe.  I jumped in front of a van instead of hitting the van had it been a second later. We managed to get it to the second mechanic shop.  Another excellent shop.  And the next day, Wednesday, he told me that it was not the Catalytic Converter.  He too was stumped by what was causing the issue.  His best advice was to take it to the dealership.  Which of course I wanted to avoid the high cost of dealing with them for my 14-year-old car.

I would never be able to drive the car to the dealership, the closest of which was a 20-minute drive on the freeway.  So I called a tow truck and had it delivered to them yesterday.  I was 10 days without transportation at this point and felt grateful that despite the enormous price I was likely facing ahead, at least I would be given a loaner vehicle.  I have appointments tomorrow, Friday, that I had already postponed a week.

Today I get the call.  They found the problem.  And it was a remarkably simple one.  It could have, would have been discovered by any of the mechanics who looked at it before had the check engine light come on.  The dealership, in fact, admitted they got lucky in discovering the mystery.  The coolant sensor literally crumbled when their mechanic touched it. Once replaced the car ran perfectly so I got off easy on cost.

This Thursday I am grateful that I once again have a running automobile.  I am grateful that none of the mechanics who looked at the car ripped me off.  And I am grateful that the fix was affordable.

Here’s the mysterious little guy who caused me so much stress:

Stranded-Not Stranded | Memee's Musings

The wonderful photograph at the top of the post was taken by Christopher Windus and acquired through Unsplash. It’s a great source for free photos under the Creative Commons Zero license, so check that site out!

Something Amazing…

Something Amazing | Memee's MusingsIt is Thankful Thursday once again, and I have something amazing to share with you (and my future self)!

A few days ago out of nowhere, and I mean absolutely nowhere, I received an email from a gal looking for help on transcribing audio recordings. The pay is not significant at all, but I’m not working so it’ll help with gas and toiletries, etc. And it will give me the incentive to be on my machine every day.

Did I say every day? Why yes I did! She is a captioner and this is just for one specific television show. And it airs every weekday. And because it is all recorded in studio on television quality sound systems the audio is crystal clear. So tonight we worked out our little contract and I start on Monday. The televangelist  speaks slowly (which of course is nice, especially with transcription work), but that’s because he’s got a slow Texas drawl (which I will adjust to).

Tatiana and family, Annette, and Carol: your prayers for me have paid off! This is obviously sent from Heaven above as no one recommended me and yet here she is. And to be sure I recognized the sign, gift, blessing: it’s a Christian-based program! So I’ll be listening to the gospel as I work! Is that not absolutely amazing!

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I have two blogs. This one is Lovely!

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One of my favorite people in all the blogging kingdom worldwide is Carlos.  I didn’t think he could do anything more to make me cherish him as a friend any deeper than I already do. But now look at what he has gone and done… he nominated me, ME as being the hostess of a lovely blog and I am really touched. I don’t get a lot of comments from people on my site and awards are a rarity so getting nominated is big, but being nominated by one of the people who I admire and respect and who inspires me as a human being, well… that’s so swell my heart is now bound even tighter to him!  Please visit Carlos and listen to his Thoughts of a Trainwrecked Pineapple. You won’t regret it, I promise!

The rules are as follows:

  1. Thank the person that nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
  2. List the rules.
  3. Display the award on your post of the award.
  4. List seven facts about yourself.
  5. Nominate 15 bloggers for this award and comment on one of their posts to let them know you have nominated them.


Seven New Facts About Memee:

  1. I am the kind of person that when walking down a sidewalk or across a parking lot or street, will stop to pick up earthworms and return them to safety, in the dirt, beneath a bush where cars and people won’t crush them and birds won’t eat them.
  2. I am the kind of person who instead of screaming at the sight of spiders, runs and gets a drinking glass to take it outside.  (It wasn’t until about 6 years ago that I realized the spiders are in the house for a reason… they’ll die of exposure, they’re inside spiders as opposed to outside spiders!  My bad.  Still, they cannot stay so I continue the practice, just adding a scant prayer/hope they’ll find a warm place to shelter (a wood pile perhaps?)
  3. I am the kind of person who will scream at the sight of a tiny mouse scurrying across my path yet at the same time will own, hold and cuddle a pet mouse or rat. They’re very social and affectionate not to mention cute.  It’s just that their movements are so sudden and so erratic it is always startling!
  4. I am the kind of person who will inform your children that they are doing wrong when you are not there to correct them.  I believe as adults it is all of our responsibility to make the world a better, happier, safer place and that the only way to do that is to treat each other with respect, dignity and patience.  I am not disrespecting you by helping your children find their way. I am respecting that your children’s lives matter, their futures matter and helping them find their way is respecting your great love for these little humans.
  5. I am the kind of person that will bend over backwards to encourage you and build you up, and help you see in yourself everything wonderful that I see about you.
  6. I am the kind of person who loves others unconditionally, warts and all, because it is those warts, those flaws that make you the unique and beautiful perfection that you are.
  7. I am the kind of person who is very lonely in this world.

Not the ending you expected? Sorry about that, but this world needs attention. Each and every one of us needs to do more for others and less for ourselves. Our world is changing every moment of every day and I do not like the direction we’ve been heading in. Please make the decision to do better, be better. Everything we do as adults is watched by the younger people in and around us. If you think that because you don’t have children or younger siblings that you’re not a role model you are wrong! Very, very wrong. Every word that you speak, every action that you take, what you post online, what you do in public, how you behave towards others, and how you allow others to treat you, everything, EVERYTHING is being watched, studied and absorbed for future reference by whatever child is within range of you. Even if you do not know that they are there you are teaching them by example. So please choose to be a better example today and tomorrow than you have been every moment before this moment. You will be rewarded.  We all win.  It’s what they call a win-win-win-win-win situation all the way around!

(I will nominate in a follow up post and link it up.)

Persona Non Grata

Yes, I know today is Thursday and so what the heck am I doing posting such a negatively titled post? Well, it’s about being grateful despite the lack of perfection.

As many of you know I made big changes last October when I enrolled in online university and then packed my things and moved to California to live with a married couple I had barely met so I could help them with their impossible daycare needs. It seemed the perfect solution. They have someone responsible, kind, loving and of high integrity available 24/7 and I have a roof over my head and very little expenses.

After my return from vacationing back home in the Seattle area where I was reunited with my 21-year-old amazing son, I came home to a less than luke warm response. The father is still exactly as he always was: kind, friendly, warm. The wife however ignores my presence even when I am speaking with her. I have no idea what has changed. And I know that it is nothing that I have done. He says everything is fine. I think I’ll be moving within the next 90 days. But I don’t know as I’m not being told anything. Only time will tell.

What I do know is that I am grateful that for now I have a warm room to rest at night. There are so many homeless people living in America these days as the cost of living outweighs the ability to earn. I am thankful that I am not one of them. I can bare this cold front with calm and grace. Please pray for me to land somewhere safe at the end of each day.


A Thanksgiving List

A Thanksgiving List | Memee's Musings
Photo by Brooke Cagle

We come together from far and near a day like none other for this is clear.

Rhubarb pie so tart and sweet, ice cream atop I’m eager… let’s eat!

Innocent babes dressed in tiny suits and sparkly gowns with nothing to do but be passed ’round and ’round.

Television commentators giving the play-by-play because the tv screen is much too far away.

Everyone’s happy and eager to help but the men all they do is whine and yelp!


A big basket of rolls fresh from the oven… please pass the butter before there’s nothin’!


Lingering flavors perfume the air, but loving moments are the contagion that’s there.

Infectious laughter spreads throughout the house as each woman hears the snore of her spouse!

Sleeping angels, old and young, now the juicy gossip has begun!

The cornucopia of thanks and blessings we’ve shared replenishes the fruit of our souls. Goodbye! So long! It’s bittersweet, and as we walk to our cars we’re already eager for next year’s Thanksgiving tradition repeat!

Success Stories, Failure: How Ironic!

How Ironic is it that after throwing a successful poetry party on the challenge theme of “Success,” is it that I then failed to follow through and announce the winner, run her poem AND not post the new poetry challenge on time!

I have been a terrible hostess!

Dear Miss Moore,

I am thrilled to announce (though belatedly) that you won!  I know you have been eagerly awaiting the news on who garnered the most votes and secretly hoped that you would come out on top. Well, girl, you did it! So, congratulations on writing the favorite poem. You are officially a successful poet! LOL.

I hope you will forgive my enormous faux pas and consider joining us again for this month’s (not yet posted) poetry linky challenge. The theme will be Love-Hate relationships.

My failure at announcing all of this means that tomorrow, Thursday, I will post this congratulatory/apology letter to my blog. It will be your Thankful Thursday instead of mine 🙂 and then I will run your award-winning poem this coming Sunday so my followers can read your wonderful take on the success theme and hopefully they will in turn visit your blog and discover so much more of your wonderful poetic writings! I will email you the trophy and details about your win, so watch for it!

Again, congratulations, you earned it and they loved it!

Defining Success