Those are some of the words Robb issued today that I can repeat.
This ole girl (the rv, not me) gave Robb quite a little attitude today.
On the windy roads of the 78 heading into San Diego from Julian the rv decided she needed a little break.
The half hour fix ended up taking about seven hours, apparently it is not easy to work on a rig when you have to get out of the way every time a car drives by.
Quite a few cars drove by.
The kids and I were entertained for a while by the cows in the field next to us. There must have been a couple dozen cows with their calves. They came right up to the fence and mooed and nursed and played. Hey, any port in a storm.
It really wasn't bad for us, we baked kale, read Harry Potter, made prime rib chili.
I was all packed and ready to go to a hotel when Robb gave it one last effort and she started up.
Maybe she's just mad that he took the "L Fun O" off?
