Yes Mom, you heard correctly - Wyoming!!!
Let me explain for the rest of you.
Many years ago in a time far away there lived a family. There was a hard-working father, a righteous mother, 4 completely ordinary (bordering on boring) children, and one completely amazing, sweet, beautiful, dazzling daughter. Lets call her "Stephanie" (all names have NOT been changed). LOL
This family lived through much hardship. They moved often and yet through all the trials they found joy in one another. Until that fateful day! The day they moved to Wyoming!!!
Mother looked around the desolate wateland and declared, "Wyoming shall be my new curse word!"
And hence the tradition was started within the family that when a particularly nasty word was needed to express oneself, WYOMING was used.
(present day)
Now, do you understand my post title?! Let me expound on it.
HOW MUCH WYOMING MONEY DO YOU PUT INTO A PIECE OF WYOMING VAN!!!???!!!! I don't even care at this point if its paid for. :(
Yet again we have run into a bit of problems with the van. When we left for church on Sunday it wouldn't start. Later that day we jump started it and Bret drove it around for a little while to get it charged up again. During his jaunt around the neighborhood the wipers came on and off, the lights flickered, and things went chaotic. I do NOT have, nor do I want, a magic van!!!!
The electrical was down. We took it in and I've had one Wyoming of a week with only one vehicle and having to be at the school every morning to help with vision and hearing testing. Our "one" vehicle won't even fit our whole family in it and Bret works until 10:30 some nights so I can't take him to and from work if I need a vehicle. (By the way, I HATE hassle of any kind)!!!
We got the van back on Wednesday and within a block I realized there were still problems. We took it back, got it fixed AGAIN and took it home. Then Thursday morning I get up to take the kids to school and as we are driving along I notice that there are more (other) problems. :( ARGH!!!! WYOMING WYOMING WYOMING!!!!! (Insert any or all curse words into that wyoming phrase)
When is too much $$ to put into a piece of junk? I think we just might find out my limits with this one.
So sweet Mom, kind Nikki, and gentle Jen (she's not really "gentle", that just sounded cool with "Jen") - please be patient with me while I hide from the world when I can and cry when I can't!!! I promise to call you each when I can deal with more than what is on my plate right now. I'll tell you - the van problems are only half of it. I'm just ultrabusy and frustrated. :(