My oldest daughter pointed out that my life is starting to show signs of Jasper Fforde-ishness. My youngest daughter and I have long planned to go to see my dad this coming weekend, for a belated Christmas celebration.
First her car blew its hood off on the interstate. A week or so later, my car tried to drive a sparkplug through its own hood.
As my oldest pointed out - "Are you really sure you should go, when not one, but two cars have blown up in order to keep you from making the trip?"
On a high note (I think. Or I thought. I may have to think some more...) my car got fixed today. Youngest daughter's car is still in the shop and may be ready tomorrow.
Should we take that as a good sign, or a bad one?