Last night was frustrating and then delightful and then mad.

Fred's key didn't work in the ignition, but we got a ride home and got our old spare set of keys, which are unwarped by the weight of my wallet and his gobs of office keys, respectively. Had a nice walk to church for our weekly soup supper. We met a Sarah. A soon-to-be-off-to-greener-pastures-in-California friend loaned us her cute old minivan to go back to the scene of the crime and try the spare set of keys on my Cutlass. They magically worked! Drove back to said friend's place to play cards, meet another Sarah, and eat popcorn. It was very fun.

Last night we missed an important phone call and then fought some. That wasn't so fun.