the other woman

Sunday morning, quiet roads and I am churchbound with a Costco pie, baked mac and cheese, a fresh jar of green chile (if you know, you know) and slow cooked beans. Suddenly the "Other Woman" (Dave's Sport Trac) decides I only need first and second gear...so I limp the ailing vehicle into a parking lot and call for backup. Ignition off, all is quiet and I contemplate the gravity of my situation: a woman alone with mac and cheese, green chile, and a spoon. The Hub, also understanding the gravity of the situation arrived quickly to rescue the mac - uh, me. The food arrived unscathed to the church and the "Other Woman" is inert in the driveway. Sigh...