I hate to even tell you guys about my saga of getting an oil change the day after I moved, but before I cleaned the old apartment. It's not a pretty story, and I hate to be Debbie Downer twice in one week, but heck, if I had to live it, you can share in the pain. That's what friends are for, right? Um....you are my friend, aren't you? Don't answer that...just pull up a chair and crack open a bottle of Ripple because this is a doozy.
Remember how I traded in my 01 Ford Escape for a brand new 09 Limited V6 because I love Well, two weeks ago I brought my car to a Kwik Kar oil change place for an oil change. I know it's the lazy way out, and I should go to the dealer, but I quit doing that years ago with my old Escape because I had a great mechanic who kept it in tip top shape, and he picked up and delivered it from my place of work...and he washed it! But back to the Kwik Kar place.
I had just an hour before leaving for Waco for a baseball tournament for A-Ron. The Kwik Kar guy said he didn't have my oil filter in stock, and neither did the local auto parts store....he would have to go get one at Ford. I was slightly irritated, but said OK, as long as he could do it ASAP. A few minutes go by and he comes into the waiting room to tell me Ford wants a premium of $15 extra for the filter. I tell him to forget it, I'll go to Ford for the oil change. He closes the hood on my car and I leave.
When I get to my daughters, she tells me to ride with her because they won't be spending the night. Normally they do, and I drive back to stay with JJ....oh the fun!!
The next week was moving week, so I was back and forth schlepping stuff over to the new place. Since my new apartment is a new complex, it was apparent to me that my car was leaking oil on the new concrete. I'm the only one in my building and my vehicle was the only one parking along the red curb, which means
Friday, after I'm finally moved, I decide to go to the Ford Dealer and get an oil change and mention the oil leak. Surprisingly they told me I could wait, and the oil change with filter was $29.95. Yippee.
Within five minutes the Ford guy was in the waiting room, asking me who worked on my car last. I told him no one, and relayed the "almost oil change" at Kwik Kar. He asked me to come with him to look under my hood.
Holy moly! Evidently the Kwik Kar guy didn't put the cap back on the oil thing. Then the Ford mechanic raised the car up for me....
This is the view from beneath my car.
This is inside from the top. Luckily, no permanent damage was done, and my warranty wasn't affected. They steam cleaned my engine, and wrote a detailed and itemized documentation of what they did. It was $60 for the clean up. I took it to Kwik Kar and they couldn't reimburse me fast enough! Lesson learned, in the future, I will only go to the Ford Dealer.
The final cherry on top of my week was a lovely housewarming gift waiting for me when I got home.......
From the local Hospice! 
Now, on day one I met Carlos. Carlos was born in Morocco, but lives in Quebec. We like playing blackjack together and bring each other good luck. Carlos also likes the fact that I have a French name......some men are so shallow! Last night Carlos' wife Marilyn happened to show up. She's a beautiful woman, and seemed friendly enough but, after I took this picture of her and Carlos, Carlos asked her to take a picure of him with ME.....she said she didn't know how to use my camera...hmmmm. 
Now, these are two other "regulars" who play at the same table every night. Chase is from Arizona, and Franklin is from Australia. They are both funny and they don't have jealous wives....that I know of.
