Never trust a harmless-looking rock!
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So I was driving home yesterday from a morning of errands with Steev, deep in mother-son conversation as usual. On the road, I saw what looked like a harmless bit of crumpled newspaper and before I knew it, I was driving over it. This is a busy highway at lunchtime so there was no way I could’ve avoided it.
Whatever it was, I figured my minivan is high enough to go over it. Well, I figured wrong. First off, it was NOT a harmless newspaper, it was a rock. Not just any rock. But a rock on some sort of vendetta because as I sped over it, it hit back with such a vengeance and sonic boom that Steev and I jumped out of our skins.
We were almost home so I didn’t stop to check. It was only after I parked in my driveway that I noticed drops of oil on the floor and then the horror of it. Engine oil leaking from the bottom of my minivan forming a big, bigger, even bigger puddle!
And the front hood of my baby was smoking! Hell!! I’m in b-i-g trouble this time, I thought. I called my mechanic who happened to be in a meeting and could not talk! Hell, mechanics are not supposed to be in meetings
!!!
So I called his assistant who happened to be out at lunch on a motorcycle and couldn’t talk on his cell phone! Hell! So what do I do now? There’s a huge puddle, I yelled at the poor guy. And he says to call the tow truck, pronto!
By the time the tow truck arrived some ten minutes later, the entire 2 litres of engine oil was on the floor of my driveway! Hell! I didn’t know which was worse – watching my poor baby being towed away or wondering how the heck I’m going to clean up that massive oil slick on my driveway!
In the panic, I didn’t think to take a photo but it was definitely far, far worse than this.

Just great!! Looks like I need to install a security camera under my minivan now to warn me of rocks with evil intentions. Next up, how we cleaned up the oil slick!




Okay, so I’ve finally signed Steev up for driving school. He’s 18+ and definitely old enough to drive and it would neat to have a backup driver to chauffeur my girls around 















