Sometimes God Answers The Prayers You Didn't Realize You Were Praying

So our car died. 

Poof, up in a fiery death.  Bam, boom, smoke.....

HA!

Alright- so I've been amazed lately by how quickly God has been answering and responding to my prayers.  After that last post, I headed back home.  Up to Chico, where I do not have internet, and hence the silence.  And coming home one of the first discoveries I made was that our second car had exploded.  (Fine- yes- not really an explosion, but it's much more interesting than saying it wouldn't start, ok?)

HA! ha!

Yes, that second gufffaw was much feebler because it made me confront the fact that I really like having two cars now.  Mainly because I can go visit my family whenever I want and I don't have to rent a car.  But when you have something, it's really easy to take it for granted.  I took that car for granted, gursh darn it, and now I am reflecting on my reflections and realizing that I have to reflect some more!

That's a lot of reflection for someone with three little kids.  I can barely remember to brush my teeth anymore.  Like, I literally brush my teeth only once a day.  And I am Italian, so my concept of personal space isn't as, well, spacious as some.  Sorry friends.