Here’s the latest in Jewell’s funny life. The saga of Sun square Saturn…

All of my funny life, or the last two years, I have wanted magnetic signs for my car. I thought, “If I have magnetic signs for my car, I will be famous and that will make me rich and happy.” For many years, or the last 2, and many reasons I never got the signs and as  a result have lived in relative obscurity. See how these things work? Self-fulfilling prophecy or logical consequences? You decide!

I finally got a car and went to the mat. Yes it’s true, I got a magnetic sign from an internet company. Quite delighted and breathlessly anticipating fame, I took the thing out to my car, lovingly pressed it up against the door and it promptly fell to the ground. Yes, it’s true. My little Saturn is fiberglass. I think the whole damn car is fiberglass. So much for my fame and fortune.

Back to the kitchen, I smell somthin’ burning!

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