The PERFECT Breakdown

So it was a PERFECT situation for a car breakdown..

It was dark rainy and cold..
Down a long empty interstate road..
and the car just dies..no sputter no coughing..just dies
---------wait!----that doesn't seem so PERFECT ...

let me speak the truth of really, the PERFECT breakdown for us.

On Sunday evening,
Pjo and I just finished a PERFECTLY wonderful evening @ our favorite location..Central Market..
This is indeed our PERFECT past time-- a true amusement park for the senses.
We got our soup and salad and sat outside on the Market porch in the gentle warm breeze...a PERFECT meal, PERFECT conversation and a PERFECT time for syncing our weekly calendars :)

We did our shopping, loaded the car with the goods, pulled out of our parking spot
and the car dies...

PERFECT! i THOUGHT..

we start the car again only to have it sputter again to a stand still..of course I'm saying..give it gas..give it gas...only to give my sweet Molly Matrix enough breath to only die again..I'm thinking --how can this be-- she is only 3 years old and has been the PERFECT traveling friend..

and the set-up for the PERFECT breakdown continues..

We are stopped slightly up-hill so we coast down PERFECTLY to the bottom of the parking lot to the PERFECT location with lots of space all around us. It is a PERFECT evening @ 10pm..still warmish and breezy. We call a PERFECT sweet friend to rescue us and kick the seat back to view the PERFECT evening stars through the sunroof. Sweet friend arrives, say quick prayer for Molly's safety under the starry skies, we load the goods in our friends car and my PERFECT weather basket (see Breathing Lessons)..we make it home, take a quick few zzzzz's, up early to drive back to the PERFECTLY open spacious parking lot to meet up with the tow truck. I think a tear popped in my eye when I found Molly all ready to go.....



Passed off the keys and Molly was off to the Dr.

Concerned about the looming cost of this PERFECT breakdown..
We get the perfect call that the cost is PERFECTLY FREE!!!!
It was called a catastrophic breakdown..
Molly's "brain" just stopped working..no explanation!
So car Dr. performed PERFECT surgery and did a brain transplant.

We went to pick up our PERFECT little car
and as I drove her away she seemed peppy and PERFECTLY well

She must be around for the PERFECT long haul!