Thanksgiving all across Texas.

Thanksgiving has come and gone. I still don't have a car. What's that, you say? Well here's the scoop.

Amanda and I were heading to my parent's in Austin Thursday morning. It was all so beautifully orchestrated - no traffic, as the night before was horrendous, pet's sleeping quietly in the car, the dog *and* cat, car started like a champ for the past 2 months, my pathfinder has had it's problems. Then the pathfinder went berzerk.

Long story short, we were stranded on the side of Highway 47 in College Station on Thanksgiving, with two pets, two sets of golf clubs and a weekends worth of luggage while the car needed a new alternator and battery. Of course, not an auto shop in the world - make that America, thanks to Drew's insight - is open on Thanksgiving. Thankfully, my parents were able to come and get us.

Turkey day proceeded without a hitch after that, and we even managed to forget completely about the car until the next morning.

That next morning, Friday, I called Midas who had installed an alternator in Houston 2 months earlier - I should still be under a limited 90 day warranty. Many phone calls, 2 tow trucks - the first broke done, debates over pricing, and 1 deal between the Houston and College Station Midas shop later we are waiting on an alternator to be delivered to the CS shop. This is Saturday morning. We'll be heading over to pick up the car when it's ready, assuming that happens.

It's probably about time to look for that new car - it's hard to let an old friend go though.