Speaking of batteries

My car battery died today. That's twice in as many months, so I decided to replace it. I called up the ex and after a few heated words, he agreed to come over and help. I'm still not sure why he offers to help at times when he is feeling generous, but when I am forced to take him up on that offer, he bitches and moans, but I digress...

So he came over after my sweet, dear friend, Maleah came to jump my car, with new battery in hand and installed it for me. Of course, I had spaghetti and meatballs ready to serve when he arrived, so he didn't have to work on an empty stomach since I so generously shared.

Now my car runs better and I have a way to take the juvenile delinquent in training to the hospital if the need should arise.

Speaking of which, I must get him out of the tub...