Our sweet old car just runs and runs and runs, which is a good thing because it’s still not a great time to replace it.
Last Friday, we pulled into the ice skating rink parking lot and turned it off.
The motor was still running.
He hit the Prius’s power button again.
Still running.
It IS in park… What… It took about six tries, with me wondering out loud just what we were going to do if it didn’t before it finally complied.
Is it KitchenAiding us? I asked, stunned.
No problems since. But it’s going into the shop after Christmas.
Meantime, the new mixer made it to the Central Valley this morning and is set to be delivered tomorrow, now that it’s outraced that huge bomb cyclone storm.
You all stay safe out there for me, y’hear? Please? So you can have yourself a Merry Little Christmas, alright now, sounds good. And Happy Hanukkah, too.
Edited to add, especially for those in the storm: a raccoon trying to catch snowflakes.