Introduction
Oops! The Appalachian Irishman has been a little silent lately. I have been enduring the workday routine. I am working toward state retirement in eleven more months, if we can get farther along on paying off the mortgage.
Well, today, on a full moon, I need to update our “life, such as it is,” information. I am sure that “millions” of readers out there are excited!
8/12/2019 in the Context of 8/12/1991 (28 Years Ago)
First, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman had to start “hitting a lick” at work on Monday, 8/12/2019, after her summer vacation was over.
That afternoon, my 2006 Frontier flashed the “service engine soon” and “slip” yellow warning lights. Oh, well. I set up an appointment for my truck at a fix-it shop for Thursday, 8/15/2019. My truck drove well enough, despite the yellow warning lights.
Also, and most importantly, on 8/12/1991, my maternal grandmother, Granny Wood (born 6/16/1901), transitioned from temporal to everlasting life. I was honored to conduct Granny’s funeral and graveside services.
Today's Full Moon “Fun”
Today, Thursday, 8/15/2019, is a full moon. My “favorite” sister-in-law came here early in the morning. She picked up my wife, so they could go to work. They commute, each one driving two or three days a week. That way, I could have our car and truck both here, as I will explain.
I burned a day off from my “Hadean Realm” state job. I took Molly, our “old puppy,” for outpatient surgery. She had a bump on her lower left eyelid that would not go away. The same bump on her lower right eyelid did vanish on its own. Molly is now home. I took her to our local veterinarian in my “yellow light warning” truck. Molly's surgery went well! I picked her up in the car, after paying way too much money. All is well in Molly's world! See next as to why I got Molly in our car.
After dropping off Molly and before picking her up, I took my 2006 Frontier to the I-won’t-ever-go-there-again Rusty Wallace Nissan dealership on Clinton Highway for the 1:30 PM fix-him-up appointment. My truck ran okay, despite the yellow warning lights.
The way-too-computerized crankshaft sensor needs to be replaced. It will cost about $500.
Oh, sorry, the dealership said. They had one part in the right box, but it was the wrong part in that right box. That’s all they had. Deal with it!
So, some feller drove me home, as I demanded. Once home, I drove our car to get Molly! The I-will-never-go-back-there Rusty Wallace Nissan dealership promised that they will have the right part in the right box tomorrow to fix my computerized truck. We’ll see. I doubt that the part will be in tomorrow.
Conclusion
More updates are coming! I’m sure that “millions of readers” want to know the rest of the story! Y’all have fun out there, ya hear?
By the way, the full moon is tonight.
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