In Reverse

Greetings from Fort Worth, TX!  We pulled into the church parking lot around 10 PM CST last night.  It was a grueling trip with more stops than I can count.  The only bright spot is that I was able to get several scrapbook pages put together while we were traveling.  We pulled around the building to park, narrowly missing the low-strung power lines behind the church, and tried to back up into the RV spot.  No luck.  The truck has completely lost reverse capability (again).  Why?  Well, it all began less than two years ago when we had our transmission rebuilt at a nation-wide company who obviously hires people with three hands to do their work.  Two weeks and $2400 later, we got our truck back, only to have the reverse gear go out in NYC two weeks after having it rebuilt.  Hmmmm... I wonder what they did?  We had to take it back and lose another week, but they "fixed" it free of charge, due to their nation-wide guarantee.  It has never been right, though.  The truck struggles to go backwards, and can hardly push the trailer at all.  So last night, it just gave up entirely. This comes at a rather bad time (but really, when is a good time for your only vehicle to break down?) but because we drove all day to reach our destination, we have a bit of time to spare.  Word to the wise: don't ever take your vehicle to AAMCO.  Their shoddy work was also responsible for the destruction of our flywheel a few months ago.  Anyway, the Lord kept us safe, and we are very thankful for that.

The girls were both smitten with one of their friends last week.  As if the puppy love isn't bad enough, they were both interested in the same oblivious little boy.  I was greatly amused at their antics, and tried not to make a big deal of the budding infatuations, hoping that they will end quickly.  I cannot ignore the fact that my girls are growing up, and in a way, I dread the boy-cognizant years.  So many emotions are just around the corner!  I pray the Lord will give us wisdom in dealing with those issues in the future, not just with the girls, but with all of our children.