Peter is the calvary....AGAIN

So I make an appt to get my regular oil change ($30) and the guy says, "Well, your car's at 30K miles, to keep the integrity of the warranty you'll need to have the motor and transmission serviced and that's $250.00. My heart stopped. I am so strapped. I call Peter, he says, "Put the guy on the phone"...I did it, but I didn't WANT to do it. Peter, for those who don't know, has a HUGE voice, and he never uses it, nor did he use it today, but it has a quality...shall we say....that has the convincing power of say, waking up to a horses head in your bed...so, the guy's face goes pale and then he says, "Thanks sir" and hands me back the phone. He begins writing out something furiously on the paperwork. He says, "Your husband has requested a 14 point..." yada yada such and such that Peter has requested, a bullet point list with extras and the kid's writing it all out and I just go, "Oh, *pause* um, ok, I'll just have a seat in the lounge and read". And then POOF, there's Peter in the office talking to guys *nervous laughter* (Peter is fluent in Spanish, did I mention we're 2 hrs from the border...and I ain't talkin' Taco Bell) and he hands me the money, kisses me and then he's off in a "cloud of turtle poop"...his words. Anyway, when I got in my car, all the radio stations were mixed up and the clock had been turned ahead one hour, which totally messed with my head...passive aggresive mechanics....

Then I had to go to the DMV to pay for expired tags and a missing registration and a missing driver's license. I had, what I thought was 2 hours to get across town and wait in line and then get to a very important appt with the missionaries of our church. I thought I had two hours (read the last sentence in the above paragraph). Anyway, I'm praying and praying that I can get in get out in time...walk in, there's virtually no one there...NO ONE....I was out in 15-20 minutes, paid no fees, only I couldn't get my license for a failure to appear at traffice court, but oh well, I found the license when I got home. COOL!!!! I'm driving legal (with my tags anyway) which is cool cause I'm driving the boy to Las Vegas on Monday for EFY, made it to the appt with the missionaries with was way uplifting, got my car serviced which is running like a dream (always), and my hubby is THE MAN. oh yea.....