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Christmas day was lovely. A lazy, easy day, with lots of good presents.

However, after that, things got a bit bad. First, I woke up Friday morning as sick as a dog. What my doctor calls "the crud" - stuffy head, runny nose, coughing, fever, and generally feeling icky. It's going around, so I guess it's my turn. So I was sick all weekend, and I'm still sick, and I can look forward to about two more weeks of it.

Then I took the car in to get two things checked - the brakes, and a funny whirring sound. The brakes needed to have the drums and rotors replaced, and the whirring was a burned out bearing. So, $371. ouch. And as if that wasn't enough, a few miles from home on Monday morning, a tensor on the belt broke off, leaving me with no power steering, dimming lights, and the engine getting way too hot.

Now for the bright side... our garage - these are the same folks who buried my Kee - came and got the car, and called me (long distance!) with the estimate. $155. We didn't have it, so I asked them to just take it back home, and we'd bring it back in about a month, when we could afford it. So what did Larry do? "Tell her we'll fix it, and she can just pay us when she can."

Really. People like that actually exist, still.