HUH?

I hope everyone of you had a glorious Christmas where you got all the crap you wanted and ate till you stomach cried NO MAS! My Christmas was really good...it was the day after that sucked donkey balls. I checked my car after looking to see if it could make the trip back to Spokane from Omak. I filled it with fresh oil and away we wet! Nothing was wrong until we got to a part of our travels where being stuck there would totally suck and then the car just started pettering out on us. It would have power up until we got to a hill or something and then when I would go to downshift to get more power for the hill it would go slower and slower until it just died. After about 3 minutes of sitting there in the cold (almost totally in the middle of the lane) it started up and I was able to make it to a gas station so I could try and find out what was wrong. There was a colored fluid in the radiator and I made sure there was enough oil so I could not find anything at that moment to tell me that something was wrong. This would happen about 4 or 5 more times on our way back home. I was so pissed I could not think without the term MOTHER FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT CAR!!!! creeping into my cranium. We made it home an hour later than expected and what happens? M gives me shit about getting stuff out of the car! I had alread gotten way more than enough of her shit during our time at her sister's house and now she is doing it here. So I just left and went and did what I do best.....window shop!

See M is one of those creatures that I have been studing but have not come to a reasonable conclusion about why she is the way she is. She is a caring and adorable person and I love her dearly (I would not be here otherwise). It is just little thinks that she does that pisses me off so bad I can not think about them without cursing. When we walked into her sister's house I saw two chairs that use to belong to me that was now sitting over 100 miles away. I thought to myself Maybe they bought these chairs. Then when we are chilling just talking and stuff her sister jokes, "Those are not your chairs!" I looked for the tell tale cat claw marks on the leather and sure enough they were there! But what could I do? I was in a house filled to the brim with Mexicans one wrong move and I was done son! So I just joked about it and walked away.

On Christmas day I talked to M about what time we should leave, it was suppose to snow so I wanted to get on and off the road as soon as possible. She agrees....we wake up and I am getting ready to go. I go outside put oil in the car and sweep all 5 tons of snow off the car and I put all of our crap in there as well. When I walk into the house thinking she was ready she is just sitting there like we were to spend another day there. I am pissed but I try to be calm because we only woke up like 30 minutes before that. I get more and more pissed though as it seems she is trying her best to get her ass left behind. I am fuming but never enough to say anything and I think that is what really saves me a lot of time. Just think of all the time it would take to talk to her and then talk to her again about what we just talked about. It's just better to save it and put your anger out through video games.

I learned a couple of things from M during our time in Omak. One is she gets really upset when you are not behind everything from her heritage 100%. Second anytime you are disagreeing with her she tells you to stop yelling even though you said it in kind of a sleepy voice. Is that enough to stop loving her? Hell No! Because we all have out fuck ups and if these are the only things wrong with her a good left hook can fix that (just kidding).