I'm firmly in the camp that if it's not life threatening and the car still drives, it's good to go. Having said that, I let something go and ended up paying $500 to have my power steering pump replaced. It's better to take it in and pay the diagnostic fee than end up paying through the nose for something that could have been prevented.

j. jill has responded. Only, they think I ordered the jeans online and are telling me to send them back with the special shipping label. Heh. I guess I'll just have to stop at the local store and see what they say. The e-mail didn't exactly offer to replace them, they gave me a number to call for that. I'ma get me new jeans, nagdabit.

Cars do indeed suck. I have a list of stuff that needs to be done, and yet I keep putting it off. I will regret this.

I can't resist posting this -

Anne's hair is so very shiny and lovely. We need more pictures!

Ugh. Just got off the phone with K. Viewing on Friday. Funeral is on Saturday. I don't know what to do.

Try to get in touch with everybody to call it off. Have it, but Mr. Jane hosts without me. Have it and hope I make it in before it's too late in the afternoon. Go to the viewing, but drive back late Fri. night.

K is pretty much going through the same thing. Of course, her party involves people flying in from Seattle and Baby Daddy marching in the parade.

There's just not a solution that's making me feel incredibly good right now.

in regard to the picture of Anne W., while we were in SF she said something about if you wear a twinset and pearls, you can be as evil as you want and no one will suspect you.

Oh no, DJ. So I take it going to the funeral entails breaking a prior plan? When my mother died, her funeral wound up on the same day--same time of day even--as my goddaughter's christening. We had no choice but to miss the christening.

DJ, I meant to post - all my sympathies.

I would suggest going to the viewing and driving back. You get a chance to say goodbye and express your condolences, but still do your thing. I know that it feels kind of crappy to say "I'm missing the funeral to throw a party", but life does go on.

eta: I hope that last bit didn't sound flippant.

Oh no, DJ. So I take it going to the funeral entails breaking a prior plan?

Yeah. It's our annual ginormous St. Pat's party. We live 2 blocks from the parade. A huge number of people will be expecting to show up at 8 Saturday morning for booze, burgers all that stuff. We've had it the past 7 years we've lived there. I don't even know if I can get in touch with half the people who will probably show.

I think I should be insulted that my brother said "Even Erika knows" about Bonds and the hormones. Like I don't get the news here in my bubble, or something. And the man's shoes grew three sizes. Who would forget that once she heard about it?ETA: Wishing the LAistas were coming here. And Emmett, if he does, has to introduce me to my "boyfriend" speaking of pie in the sky and junk.

I'm so sorry for your loss, Daisy. I hope you and K are able to figure out how to manage grieving and everything else, somehow. Do whatever feels the rightest and don't worry about hopw it will look, is all I can advise.

I like the Cape Cod Gray, Ginger - it looks weathered and silvery rather than painted.

Will people share their hair-rending car repair stories and commiserate in my misery?

I'm not miserable about it,but I did just drop over a grand on my car yesterday for maintenance stuff - brakes, oil leak, blah blah blah. And finally fixing the driver's side door handle so I don't have to roll down the wondow to exit the car anymore. Been doing that for a year, and the fix was $50. I'm a little embarassed about that.