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So the verdict is in for my car..... Drumroll Please...Broken thermostat, broken something stabilizer, transmission flush and fluid replacement, power steering fix, and new front brakes.....

Price: $0

Can I please get an amen????

Well I actually had to fork out a little for the brakes but nothing too bad. Turns out some parts that needing fixing on the car were actually part of a recall. And thanks to my iron clad warranty... my wallet and bank account were saved. Thank you Fidelity

O and a special thanks goes out to Kevin for letting me use his car while mine was in the shop. I got to roll in the gangster Jeep :)

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This weekend.... was a blast. I had one of my favorite people in town to visit... Miss Timara F. And... I got to see my friend Alyssa too. Pretty much.. It was a much needed ladies night. I hate that this picture came out blurry but at least I have one :)

No matter what we are doing I can always have fun with these two. Thanks Loves!

I also got to particpate in my Southern duty by going to a gun show. Yup... Oh how I love seeing my southern rednecks in Camo and cargo pockets within cargo pockets and veteran gun enthusiasts. It was pretty cool and I learned some new stuff too. By the way.. I want to take a shooting class now. I want to be like Bobby Lee Swagger- Mark Wahlberg- in that movie Shooter. Swagger.... Ill be your sniper spotter any time.

Broken Car Broken Heart

So it is with sadness and reluctantcy that I announce... my car broke down yesterday.... On the way home from work... about 45 minutes from my apartment.....

OUCH.
Driving down a road enjoying the somewhat breeze in the 99 degree air, I hear a "er er er er er" any time I accelerate. Then I notice... My AC is NOT working... Great.

luckily I had a feeling at 7:30pm that I just might need to pull over. With my luck... every car place was closed... Crap.

Then I see what looks like civilization at a Car Center so I immediatly pull over warranting a honk from the jerk riding my tail. They're closed.

Then I see a clean older man wearing way too short khaki shorts with a bottle of beer in his hand. "What can I seem to help ya with miss"?

Me... acting like a helpless damsel in distress... "Oh my, well I'm not quite sure... are you sure youre closed?... I could really use your help." Being a woman has its advantages. As they open the hood I see steam flying out like it was getting paid to do so and hear the whistle of an overheated car. Long story short... they looked at my car and it was as I expected... undriveable. 24 hours and a tow later to the Mazda dealership, I am awaiting the diagnosis on little TY- my car.

So please pray for TY and my hopefully Iron Clad warranty that I opted to pay for that is making me broke. :)

I quite love my little black mazda 3 with 10% gangster tinted windows and envious 6000K HID headlights...Details to follow.