Persephone
04-24-2013, 01:57 AM
Yep, it's true, brake fluid and manicures do not mix! Even when you use a UV cured gel-like topcoat.
Today started out pretty early (for me). I'm retired, so 7 a.m. was "the crack of dawn," earlier than I usually get up. But I was a woman on a mission.
One of my neighbors, a good friend, was away and asked if I would be "Mom Taxi" for her high school daughter. Of course I said "Yes."
Up at 7 a.m., quick prep, and I was out the door in 35 minutes, capris, feminine t-shirt (over bra), minimum makeup and styled hair, ready to pick up daughter and ferry her to school.
We chatted about this and that and I dropped her off.
Home, and after breakfast I had a project to work on, preping our RV for a road trip. A quick change into "grubbies," still in bra and makeup, hair pulled back to be out of harm's way and it was off to work.
Checked transmission fluid, oil, and all of the other fluids, adding anti-freeze and windshield washer fluid. The design of the engine compartment on our rig is a travesty! Whoever did it should be beaten with a wet noodle, tortured, and should have his or her reindeer taken away.
Adding windshield washer fluid and coolant means pouring the fluid into a plastic cup, snakeing the cup up and around hoses and assorted deices and pouring it, a cup at a time, into the appropriate reservoir.
And the brake fluid container is even worse! It is located so high, right under the cover of the engine compartment, that it is barely accessible. So I checked the fluid by removing my gloves (so as to avoid contamination) and delicately sticking my clean little finger into each brake fluid reservoir.
Fluid levels were O.K., but the brake fluid pitted and darkened my nail!
http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/sandylewiscares/NailDamagefromBrakeFluid4-23-2013B_zps69682a99.jpg
I also cleaned the Banks air filter, removed the tire covers, and checked the tire pressures.
It was kinda fun being a girl mechanic! Except, of course, for the nail damage. Good thing I have a manicure on Friday!
By the time I was finished with the mechanical work and a few other chores it was time for a quick shower, makeup replacement, clothing change into a fresh femme t-shirt and capris, hair comb out, and back to Mom Taxi role.
I dropped the young woman at her home, made sure she got in O.K. and that the dogs greeted her, and headed home to prep for the evening.
Tonight we had a women's group dinner at a local restaurant. Frankly, I was kinda tired so I decided on what for me is a bold move, to skip the skirt and to go casual, pants and a top. Since it was a member's only event at a casual restaurant many of the other women opted for the same.
But there was one item I couldn't pass up. Our group is about 45 women (all GG's except for me) and, on average about 25 show up to any single event. Of the group we have three known shoe fanatics and I'm known as the most fanatic of the bunch, so I couldn't skip my heels!
http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/sandylewiscares/ShoesRed4-23-2013B_zps711d771b.jpg
Five inch heels with a 1" platform.
We had a few errands to run along the way, a stop at the local college farm to pick up fresh ripe Albion strawberries (they are so good!) and a stop at the local Fry's Electronics branch to pick up some memory cards ($10.99 for 16 GB) and other stuff.
Dinner was terrific! It is so great to walk into a room and be greeted by smiles, hugs, cheek touching air kisses, and "Hi Barbara!" (my real name, Persephone is for this forum only).
We sat and chatted and laughed and had a good time.
Afterwards four of us went over to a local Menchie's frozen yogurt place for dessert and more conversation and then it was time to come home.
Tomorrow I can sleep in a bit longer but have to get up for hair salon appointment followed by eyebrow shaping and coloring.
Sigh, women's work is never done.
Hugs,
Persephone.
Today started out pretty early (for me). I'm retired, so 7 a.m. was "the crack of dawn," earlier than I usually get up. But I was a woman on a mission.
One of my neighbors, a good friend, was away and asked if I would be "Mom Taxi" for her high school daughter. Of course I said "Yes."
Up at 7 a.m., quick prep, and I was out the door in 35 minutes, capris, feminine t-shirt (over bra), minimum makeup and styled hair, ready to pick up daughter and ferry her to school.
We chatted about this and that and I dropped her off.
Home, and after breakfast I had a project to work on, preping our RV for a road trip. A quick change into "grubbies," still in bra and makeup, hair pulled back to be out of harm's way and it was off to work.
Checked transmission fluid, oil, and all of the other fluids, adding anti-freeze and windshield washer fluid. The design of the engine compartment on our rig is a travesty! Whoever did it should be beaten with a wet noodle, tortured, and should have his or her reindeer taken away.
Adding windshield washer fluid and coolant means pouring the fluid into a plastic cup, snakeing the cup up and around hoses and assorted deices and pouring it, a cup at a time, into the appropriate reservoir.
And the brake fluid container is even worse! It is located so high, right under the cover of the engine compartment, that it is barely accessible. So I checked the fluid by removing my gloves (so as to avoid contamination) and delicately sticking my clean little finger into each brake fluid reservoir.
Fluid levels were O.K., but the brake fluid pitted and darkened my nail!
http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/sandylewiscares/NailDamagefromBrakeFluid4-23-2013B_zps69682a99.jpg
I also cleaned the Banks air filter, removed the tire covers, and checked the tire pressures.
It was kinda fun being a girl mechanic! Except, of course, for the nail damage. Good thing I have a manicure on Friday!
By the time I was finished with the mechanical work and a few other chores it was time for a quick shower, makeup replacement, clothing change into a fresh femme t-shirt and capris, hair comb out, and back to Mom Taxi role.
I dropped the young woman at her home, made sure she got in O.K. and that the dogs greeted her, and headed home to prep for the evening.
Tonight we had a women's group dinner at a local restaurant. Frankly, I was kinda tired so I decided on what for me is a bold move, to skip the skirt and to go casual, pants and a top. Since it was a member's only event at a casual restaurant many of the other women opted for the same.
But there was one item I couldn't pass up. Our group is about 45 women (all GG's except for me) and, on average about 25 show up to any single event. Of the group we have three known shoe fanatics and I'm known as the most fanatic of the bunch, so I couldn't skip my heels!
http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/sandylewiscares/ShoesRed4-23-2013B_zps711d771b.jpg
Five inch heels with a 1" platform.
We had a few errands to run along the way, a stop at the local college farm to pick up fresh ripe Albion strawberries (they are so good!) and a stop at the local Fry's Electronics branch to pick up some memory cards ($10.99 for 16 GB) and other stuff.
Dinner was terrific! It is so great to walk into a room and be greeted by smiles, hugs, cheek touching air kisses, and "Hi Barbara!" (my real name, Persephone is for this forum only).
We sat and chatted and laughed and had a good time.
Afterwards four of us went over to a local Menchie's frozen yogurt place for dessert and more conversation and then it was time to come home.
Tomorrow I can sleep in a bit longer but have to get up for hair salon appointment followed by eyebrow shaping and coloring.
Sigh, women's work is never done.
Hugs,
Persephone.