Pray for the beetle.

As Katie and I sat on the edge of the road with a beetle that stopped in her travels, I thought about how much we take for granted. We use vehicles to get everywhere these days and we don't really think about it until we no longer have one. We could walk or ride bicycles, but its pretty risky when you live in a city as big as San Diego with no foot paths and our "almost a bike lane" on every road, not to mention all of the insane drivers. Even the brave won't make it to the motorway. This morning we had a car. We were driving it to the Mormon Battalion Historic Site and I knew the clutch was giving in, it was just a matter of time. I thought it would be good for at least another couple of weeks, that would have given us the time to come up with the money it would take to purchase the tools and parts we needed to fix it. As we drove to the the re-opening of the Mormon Battalion, the clutch was slow to catch and the engine revved quite a bit. Free parking was impossible to find, so we made our way into a five dollar parking garage. Katie and I left all of our worries behind when we entered the Mormon Battalion. The technology in that place is amazing now. As we walked around, many of the people were dressed as pioneers. Some were playing instruments and singing and missionaries were all over the place. We reacquainted ourselves with some elder and sister missionaries, some still on the mission and some just back for a visit. Katie's mom and dad met us at the building and we went on one of the tours inside. It was really cool to see the faith of the Mormon Battalion and what they accomplished, even with all of the hardships they faced. I have no doubt that they were led by our Heavenly Father. We left the Mormon Battalion to eat at The Cheesecake Factory and the wait was around forty-five minutes. We waited for about fifteen and asked the hostess again how long it would be. She said forty-five minutes, so she got her buzzer back early and we ate at Pat and Oscar's instead. We then left to pick up Katie's phone, along with her mom's phone, her dad's, and her brother's. They all got the same phone by the way. The phone is sick, so I recommend the HTC Hero to anyone looking for a android phone from Sprint. We picked up the phone pretty quick, because we had to get back to my parent's house to pick up Jimi and my work clothes. On the way there, our car was revving a lot more than it was this morning and I could only get up to forty-five miles per hour. Some poofter was tailing me and so that he didn't hit the back of our car, I pulled over and let him pass. Katie and I both watched as he flipped us off. I had pulled into a turning lane so we were in the middle of the road. I turned on my signal to turn right and put the car into first, but as I let off the clutch and pressed down on the gas the car did not accelerate. In fact, we only moved backwards. I turned the car off after yelling at the ordinary San Diego driver that was no longer in site. I told Katie that we should get out of the car, because I didn't want to die before my twenty third birthday. Katie said, "I don't think anyone will hit us." I freaked out a little bit after that, my response was somewhere along the lines of, "Katie! Do you want to die in this car!?" I was a little bit dramatic about the whole situation, but I was concerned for our safety. Especially since just a few weeks ago, there was a fatal accident in almost that exact spot. We both think it's funny now, not the accident but me being over dramatic. That is usually the role of the female, but I guess I am kind of a girly guy. Katie wanted to say a prayer before we got out of the car so we did. About thirty seconds after a short, sincere prayer, a man and his wife pulled over and helped us move our car to the side of the road. We sat on the edge of the road waiting for Katie's mom and the tow truck. Triple A towed our car to Alpine and I called into work, but my boss was pretty heated. I can understand why, I did call like forty-five minutes before I was suppose to be there, but what was I suppose to do? Walk? Hell no. Don't get me wrong though, I did the calling into work before Katie's mom and the tow truck arrived. We were waiting on the edge of the road for a good two hours before Katie's mom arrived and then another hour for the tow truck. We picked up Jimi and got to Alpine with the help of Katie's mom. My mama and daddy were in San Bernardino and my sister was not answering her phone. Katie's dad was at the gym playing racquetball and Katie's mom was already in Alpine, but she came to the rescue. I hope we can get a new car sometime soon, but pray for the beetle.

I knew you knew, I knew you knew I liked you.

Hi. My name is Gabe. December was Katie and I's first Christmas together. I was inspired about a month before to start writing in my journal again to remember special events in our life, such as our first Christmas together. A couple of month's went by and we rented the movie Julie and Julia. I was again inspired to write in my journal and maybe even start a blog as she did, but only if I could find something interesting enough to write about. This time, only a few weeks passed. I was wasting my time away on facebook and clicked on a link that led to Whitney and Michael's blog. Whitney described herself very well and then the brand new car that she would soon be the owner of thanks to her wonderful parents. She is right, they are so spoiled. I don't think I will be talking about owning a new car anytime soon, especially not one that I am not purchasing myself, but I was inspired for the third time to start a blog and to use it as my journal. Of course, my thoughts were, why not? I waste away my time on the computer anyway, at least when Katie is gone or I'm at work or school. I might as well do something productive. I was not really sure how to set up my blog though, so I pretty much or I guess you could say completely copied the format of Michael and Whitney's blog. Sorry guy's, but thanks for helping me start. Katie totally made fun of me for starting a blog, but I'm really excited about it so I'll rise above the criticism and do what I do. After going to the mall to look at the new phone Katie wants to buy tomorrow and eating at the food court, we picked up Jimi from our apartment and drove to my parents house. Katie does not like leaving Jimi alone, so she dropped Jimi and I off and drove herself to work. Jimi is the most spoiled dog I have ever known in my life. I'm not very old so that does not mean much, but Katie's grandma said the same thing and that's saying something. My mom is going to take me to work at 4:45 this evening, because I still do not have a car ever since my "scary as hell" accident. After work, we are spending the night at my parents, and tomorrow our plans are to go to the Mormon Batallion and then the Cheesecake Factory for lunch. The Cheesecake factory is baller status. So I guess this is it, my first blog.