it's getting better all the time...

This week has been really strange. Bad things. Good things. I realize how lucky I am to have such a wonderful husband/best friend.

Sometime last week we realized the Xbox 360 wasn't working. At all. Bummer.

Friday night we took my car to the Tigers game. Kristin ended up coming with us and we had tons of fun, even though Joel and Amanda weren't there. Anyway, on the way to the game I remembered that my car had been making funny noises when I applied the brakes. Jesse took my car in on Saturday and they said the front brakes needed some work. Over $400 worth of work. Yikes. I hate unplanned expenses like that! Especially when they aren't in the form of super cute purses! Jesse took care of my car so I could work on papers. I had two due on Wednesday!

Monday and Tuesday were internship. I ended up staying until about 6:30 on Tuesday night and had to hurry home, eat scrumptious leftovers for dinner and then get to work on my two papers. And then the leftovers staged a coup. One poop attack (at least it wasn't at school! Right, Jan-Jan??*) and three puke attacks later, I finished my papers. I felt awful and at that point, didn't really care if the papers were any good. They were done!

Wednesday morning I went out to my car so I could go to school. My first paper was due at 10:40AM. As I was opening the car door, I realized that a bunch of cd's and maps were on the driver's seat. That was odd because they are usually in the little pocket in the car door. Then when I opened the door I saw the glove compartment hanging open and that was when I realized there was also glass everywhere. DOH!! Someone broke into my car!!! So frustrating. I called Jesse at work and he said he would come home right away. I called the police and they referred me to the wrong non-emergency report number so I called them back and another dude gave me the right non-emergency report number. Jesse got home while I was waiting for someone to answer the phone. I was super frustrated that someone broke into my car and super frustrated that nobody would answer the phone so I hung up and asked Jesse to give me a ride to school. I was only 5 minutes late to class! Yay!! While I was in school, Jesse found a dude to fix my window for a reasonable price so when he picked me up from school, everything was taken care of. The window fixing dude even vacuumed most of the glass out of my car. Once again, Jesse comes to my rescue so I don't flunk out of school.

So here's the thing with the whole break-in thing. I don't want to be too dramatic about it because nobody got hurt (at least I don't think anyone got hurt. I'm assuming the thief was careful when breaking out my window) and they didn't get much of anything. The first thing a few people said to me when they heard my car was broken into was, "Oh I am so careful to not leave anything visible in my car." And I guess that is the first thing I would say to someone else that got broken into. But here's the thing. I DIDN'T leave anything visible in my car! And I DIDN'T really leave anything valuable in my car! Whoever took the time to break the window and rifle through every nook and cranny of my shit-car must have been really disappointed. All they got was an ashtray full of change (mostly nickels, dimes and pennies), a roll of quarters (Jesse had just given me a roll of quarters for parking meters), and the one item worth anything was the fm transmitter thingy for my ipod (I paid $80 for it a couple years ago. It's going for about $35 on Amazon now). But damnit. We just paid $400 for brakes and now another $110 to get the window replaced. If only I knew how to ride a bike, we could save so much money. Just kidding. I know how to ride a bike. I'm lazy. And I'm sure it would get stolen so it wouldn't really save any money. I did think it was funny that they left Jesse's cd's. We're not sure how anyone could pass up Hendrix. And they left my old Polaroid camera that has been in my trunk for a while now because I keep forgetting to give it to my nephew. They were kind enough to leave my maps. And my first-aid kit. And most importantly, my Matchbox car Brady Bunch station wagon and Sister Penelope (squeaky nun toy. She used to be "Penelope the Nun" until my Catholic friends tuned me in to the whole "sister" thing. She watches over me as I drive. She apparently does not watch over my car when I am inside the house sleeping.).

That's the break-in story.

Then last night after dinner Jesse returned the broken Xbox360 and brought home a new one. The best part is that they were able to switch the hard drives so we didn't lose progress on saved games. Jesse is awesome!!

Yup. Weird week. I'm glad it's over. I have a bunch of reading to do this weekend to catch up on the reading I didn't do last week because I was writing papers. Word on the street is that we're getting a new tv really soon so I should probably start reading now. Things are looking up! Jesse is my hero. I don't know what I would have done without him this week. I pretty much don't know what I would do without him ever.




*this is not to imply that Jan-Jan has had a poop attack at school. This is to say that we do not like it when people do have poop attacks at school.