Wrench in the Weekend

There must be a wicked solar spot or full moon somewhere, because our expensive "gadgets" are going wild – if by wild I mean falling apart.

It just happens that our water heater appears to be taking a permanent timeout after only 11 years of service. "They don't make things like they used to." And at the same time, Carter's car is taking a poop. The gearhead in me thinks it's the alternator.

Either way, cha-ching cha-ching for our upcoming repairs, replacements or restoration.

So that's our fun for this weekend. At least we had fun today – if by fun I mean working. Actually, I worked and then went to Point to shoot photos while simultaneously draining the water heater. Jim golfed in the annual Royals Scramble. He actually did both the morning and afternoon rounds. 36 holes. If bad things come in threes, then I'm gonna say hubby probably feels like he's falling apart after all that swinging and walking.

Let's not jinx things.

Have a great weekend, everyone!