Saturday, October 1, 2022

S & H Motor Sales Elkhart, Indiana

 Let me start with we have purchased two vehicles from this place. I cannot recommend in the least bit.


First vehicle was the bug, bought last year. The day after I took it home the ac stopped working. Sucked but for a $5,000 car even with low miles expected something to be off.

A couple days later it had sensor issues, two weeks after that there were power issues. The car would flash the battery light and just die going down the road. As well as the drivers side window stopped functioning.

Earlier this year several other issues.

We started looking at other vehicles. We went to them again, people have asked why. My defense was it was an older car although low miles 76k when we got it. They had a ton of good reviews and figured it was just bad luck.

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The Jeep we seen it, tried to get them down on the price because it had visible issues and was told they couldn’t do it.

Cracked windshield, passenger back door is difficult to open and a few minor things here and there.

Later that night taking it home it started making some sort of weird noise. Two days later the cruise control arm when I tried to activate just sort of fell limp.

Parked the Jeep for a couple of weeks, I’m a truck driver and run the oilfields. Got back to the Jeep started driving home and the thing started shimmying and shaking when I got up to speed on the interstate.

My thought death wobble… Well, sort of… someone replaced the calipers on the Jeep either at their shop or before they acquired it.

Which sent me off the road and pretty sure I should have put on dry pants after I got it stopped.

The mechanic that towed me and did the work said they were brand new but, two of them had not been put on tight and the drivers side front tire and the passenger back tire were extremely loose.

Something broke off on the back passengers side ripped into the rim, studs broke and I don’t remember what all else he said. I just know the bill, towing and two days in a motel seriously hurt the bank account.

It also has some sort of issue with the combustion chamber is what I was told. Also issues with the drivers side turn signal and headlight.

Not as forgiving about this, this isn’t a $5k vehicle, closer to $20k.

Wish I could say something positive about my experiences with them but sadly I cannot and will not refer anyone to this place.

The picture of the rim is the one that was messed up and sent me off the road.

Also it has been over 31 days and still have not received the paperwork to tag it.

Will be filing a complaint with the BBB as well as contacting the Attorney General’s office.

Pictures can be seen on their Google review page.

Tuesday, September 13, 2022

Forever Since I posted

 Well this is an update of sorts. I had posted several years ago my story on Forgarien. I drive truck in the oil fields hauling frac sand and in my down time work on my writing.


I have six chapters up and working on the 7th now. I get at least one chapter a week done but with my truck down been doing a bit more.


If you get a chance, check it out. It’s on wattspad, free to read though if you don’t pay for premium which is like $6 a month there are some ads.


I will try to post a bit more in here, merry knows I keep saying that.

Here is the link or you can just do a search on Wattspad, if you find my story on any other app, it isn’t there by my permission so please let me know.



https://www.wattpad.com/story/320937677?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create_story_details&wp_uname=Mariahk78&wp_originator=GgIqFLKYAP6xRKr%2F4W6jpzss%2F1lgaTmdALAiKUvIB2M8850HDKNnS2c%2FCqBmpqAe4SgG%2FsB%2Brh4BFO2p6a7KIoPnyvFi8zWNpb%2Brxz91X0XRoU%2B4%2F6x91OVVIR1g2h6k


Wednesday, August 22, 2018

Lordy, lordy now I'm 40!

 30 Years old...
 40 Years old from this one down.




Like many people I struggled with turning 40, I seriously thought the minute I turned 40 my whole world was going to change. I would have to cut my hair short, start wearing mom jeans even though I am not a mom, take out my piercings and use super glue to fight off the wrinkles...

But, as it happens, I feel better since I turned 40. Sure I have those moments I tug on the corners of my eyes and wonder when my age will walk up and slap me hard. For now, I am going to enjoy it and only hide on those days I just can't find it in myself to see the brighter side of things. You know, like hey, you woke up.

It feels a little odd, most the guys that hit on me now days are young enough to be my kids. I'm not so comfortable with this. It is, what it is I suppose. I think I will leave the cougar title to someone else, well until I get a lot older and maybe senile; then we will see what happens.

How has everyone else dealt with aging, not just mentally but physically too? Gym, tattoo's, plastic surgery?

Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Forgarien

Forgarien

Ash rolled out of bed slowly, grabbing her still aching head as she set up.  “Damn” she moaned.  She ran her fingers through her long mangled red hair putting pressure at the back of her head.  When she stood up, she felt every drop she drank the night before.
Swearing to find a new way to deal with her problem and never drink again as she slumped down the stairs to the kitchen.  She opened the fridge to a broken egg, ketchup, and a gallon of milk about a week past date.  Shaking her head, she closed the door.
“Hair of the dog” she said as she reached over for a bottle of vodka sitting on the counter.  The fluid burned going down her raw throat.
“A little early for that isn’t it?”
Ash reached for her hip, no gun.  She spun around, a new warmth much like what the vodka caused washed over her.  In the doorway was a petite girl with a large chest and crystal blue eyes standing in front of her with nothing but a towel around her head and a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
She walked over and kissed Ash then sat at the table.  Still frozen from confusion the only part of her that was moving was her mind and it sped around too fast for her to keep up.
Her name is Kerrigan.”  Said an obnoxious voice from her right she wished she could ignore.  Ash rolled her eyes and took another large drink from the vodka.
“So, Kerrigan, crazy night last night wasn’t it.” Ash set her bottle down and leaned onto the counter.  The girl looked up and smiled.  
You have no idea how wild it was” the voice laughed.
Ash threw a dirty look at the doorway of the kitchen.  Kerrigan had a puzzled look on her face as she turned to see what Ash was looking at. Seeing nothing, she shook her head and laughed.
“If you’re seeing double just remember I’m the bad girl and the one over there is my evil twin.  Though I am guessing with that look on your face you don’t remember much from last night.”
Ash hated admitting it, but nodded her head. Never in all of her years had she ever blacked out, it just all seemed off.
“Well, we met at The Barnyard and spent the evening drinking; dancing and when things started becoming more X rated we came here.  The rest I am sure you can figure out.”  She unraveled her long blonde hair from the towel and started drying it.
She remembered going to the bar, but still could not place the girl.  Ash looked towards the doorway; she hated that he knew what she was forgetting.  All the years trying to block out a demon, drinking, hypnosis, acupuncture and God only knows what else.  Now she was looking too him for help; he was always there, like a guardian angel sent from hell.
Forgarien gave her a wink and smiled.  “Someone spiked your drink last night; sweet tits over there didn’t show up until the drug already kicked in.  The two of you hit it off and came back here and tore up the living room.”
Ash watched Kerrigan as she dried her hair. Thinking about what Forgarien had said.
“Well I am going to have to get ready for work soon. Do you want me to call you a cab or something?”  
Kerrigan lifted her head, Ash seen a flash in her eyes that was gone as quick as it appeared.  Was it hurt, anger, hatred maybe?  She wasn’t sure but something about it un-nerved her.
“I thought we would spend the day together getting to know one another without all the alcohol and sex.”  She purred in a low voice as she crossed the room and put her arms around Ash.
Ash looked down into her face; she was at least a foot shorter than she was.  Those eyes were so clear and familiar without even a thought she brought her hand up and caressed the girls face.  She did not look like she could be more than twenty and though she hid it there was definitely something more behind those eyes than desire and interest.
“I wish I could but I am loaded down with work. Why don’t you give me a call later so we can talk?”  Shit, she hoped this would work.  Ash held her breath for a second waiting to see if she would blow up or burst into tears.
Kerrigan smiled.  “Kiss me and I will go.  As soon as I dress at least” she looked down at her naked body before pressing it close to Ash.
Ash reached down and pecked her quickly on the lips.
“I said a kiss” Kerrigan scolded her with a smile. She put her hand around Ash’s neck and pulled her head down close to hers.  Prying her mouth open with her tongue, she clasped her breast with the other hand massaging her already hard nipple.
Ash closed her eyes and moaned as she became wet and started to shudder.  She grabbed Kerrigan buy the shoulders and pushed her away.  The emotions that were flooding her were confusing she smiled down at her.  
“Come on I will help you find your clothes.” She put her hand between the girl’s shoulders to guide her along.
As they came to the living room, she dropped her head to her chest shaking it back and forth.
Kerrigan laughed as she started putting couch cushions back in place as she searched for her clothes.
Ash picked up a stack of books and put them back on the bookcase.  A bra was in the middle of one as if a makeshift bookmark.  
“I think this is yours” she tossed it to her before putting the book on its shelf.  Quietly shaking her head, all the paranormal self-help books and not even one that could help her.
That look she is giving you is enough to make MY skin crawl.”  Forgarien walked over to Kerrigan as Ash turned to see the girl with the same dark look on her face.
“Is there something bothering you?”  Ash finally asked her.
“Well, other than being forgotten by someone quicker than it took for them to fuck me, sure.”  Kerrigan’s eyes relaxed and she smiled.  She pulled a pair of jeans out from under the couch and slid them on. “Ah, my shirt is over on the other bookcase.”  
Ash walked over and grabbed it as Kerrigan put her jeans on.  She felt the slinky material between her fingers; she felt butterflies in her stomach. Kerrigan drew close to her.  “If you like it keep it, I just need something to wear home.”  Ash handed her the blouse, her face felt as if it were on fire.
“It is pretty, not really my kind of thing, but thank you.”
Kerrigan laughed as she put her top on.  “I noticed that last night, you never know though.”  She walked back to the kitchen grabbing her purse and started for the doorway. Sliding her shoes on, she stood by the door looking at Ash.
“I believe the vixen is waiting for you to say goodbye.”  Forgarien told her.  Ash bit her lower lip as she started towards the door.  
“Do you have a number I can reach you at some time?”  Ash asked somewhat awkwardly.  Kerrigan shook her head giving her a half smile.  
“I do, but I have yours that way I know I will hear from you again.  I’m not the one night stand kind of girl.”
Ash was afraid of that; this has to be one of the most awkward situations she has ever gotten herself into.
“Kerrigan look, I am sure we had a great time last night but, I’m not a lesbian.  To be honest I have no idea how this even happened.”  Ash looked at her feet then back up into Kerrigan’s face to find an amused expression.
“For someone who isn’t, you’re pretty damn good at it.  We can take it slow see what happens.  You never know what may be hidden deep down if you let nature take its course.”  Her blue eyes turned a little stormy as she said this.
Ash was in no mood to argue with her, and if she was honest with herself there was an attraction there she could not explain. Maybe it would be worth exploring further if nothing more to figure out what was behind the roller coaster of emotions that flew through her eyes.  
“Okay, just remember I am going to be busy the next couple of days.  I won’t have a lot of free time until this weekend.”
“Yes, sir.”  Kerrigan saluted then giggled before pulling her into another kiss that sent sparks and warmth shooting through Ash.
When Kerrigan left, Ash stood with her back leaning against the doorway.  Not knowing if she really wanted to ask Forgarien what happened.  Resigned she had no other option, she went to the kitchen and sat at the table.  Forgarien appeared in the chair across from her.
He smiled at her with an annoyingly charming smile.  If he were not a demon and a thorn in her side, he would make a good-looking guy, Ash thought to herself.

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Drivers Needed Oklahoma City

Looking for drivers with a minimum of a class B CDL, for the Oklahoma City area. Dump truck experience or PTO experience helpful but not necessary. We will train the right individuals.

The starting pay is $16 an hour with a review after your first 60 days and then again after 120. A potential of $18 an hour.

This is a contract position, meaning at this moment you will file a 1099, in the future we are hoping to change this but these things take time.

Please keep in mind that the weather can affect work though in Oklahoma it doesn't slow down as much as in other states.

If interested please call or text 405-922-6325

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Hit and Run accident I40 near Portland Ave Oklahoma City

January 29th, 2018 between 4:30-5:00 pm I was involved in a hit and run accident.  The driver I believe was in a light brown color chevy pick up truck the best  I can remember at least.  Then again as fast as it was hurdling at me it was hard to tell.

The driver smashed into me sending me into a vehicle. My mini cooper was destroyed, I went to the hospital but walked away with a case of whiplash and an aching body; I walked away though.

If anyone has any information in identifying the vehicle involved please contact the Oklahoma Highway Patrol Troop A.

Thank you to the Texoma Officer who stayed with me the entire time and the paramedics who dealt with my sick humor I know I was a nuisance!

Top pic from News 9 in OKC









Tuesday, September 15, 2015

A question asked

Someone asked me a question today, it really got me thinking.
They asked me what I wanted, I naturally assumed they meant as my next steps in life. So I started spouting off a job, my own place and friends and then they stopped me.
"No, what do you want from another person. What have you been missing, wanting and needing."
It hit me in a strange way, an almost shocking way. I thought about it for a bit before responding.
The want and need for someone that loves me. Good, bad and indifferent. That I can feel safe with, in their arms nothing can reach me but the person holding me. They would wipe away my tears and the sorrow with it.
Someone who would take control, not for the love of dominance but to be my guide and rock. To know I can be safe no matter what because he will protect me. I had always been the one to protect and care for those I was with. I want to know what it feels like to have the same.
I want someone that has as deep of a connection to me as I do them. They can feel me when I am close, they know my next move even if it isn't something I have done before. I crave that sort of connection with someone. Not just saying the same thing at the same time but something deeper.
To know if I were standing in a room full of other women no matter what they may look like, I know I would be the one he would always chose.
Passion, not just in the bedroom but in all of our moments together and some when we are apart. Kissing me as if he had not seen me in months every morning and every evening.
Someone who would argue with me one minute and fall into bed laughing the next. Then great makeup sex just because.
They realize I may like pretty things, but, I amuse easily and a flower picked from the side of the road can bring a tear to my eye quicker than a dozen store bought roses.
Most of all someone that makes me feel stronger as a woman, but knows that I would still find a thrill in making his dinner and rubbing his back because he is what I desire. Not that I feel obligated to do so but a need to do it.
One that knows I am his biggest cheerleader and always by his side and he at mine.

Sunday, September 6, 2015

Separating after 9 years

After over 9 years together in a row, my husband and I are now separating.  No blame will go to either side.  We have both messed up through the years but now we have come to a point where nothing seems to work anymore.

We were together, yet so far apart.  Right now I am terrified, I haven't had a job in 8 years what the heck do I do?  My mother is gone and honestly feel I have no where to turn.  After such a long time I have to find myself again, learn how to work, to make friends and most of all be alone.

I am 37 and starting again. Not knowing if I will sink or swim is scary, but, in a way exciting.  I am going to try to have a job and a place to live within a month.  Let us see what happens.


Monday, August 17, 2015

Wife of betrayal

So, last night I hurt my husband very deeply. If I were a better sort of woman the pain in his eyes would have warmed my icy heart, instead I laughed.
Walking through Wal-Mart getting last minute items before he left out for another week away from home I realized I didn’t have to worry about what I was having for dinner tonight. I went shopping yesterday morning and picked up a few items so he could have a choice for dinner last night.
I let him pick between brauts or chicken, I failed to mention with the chicken I would be making asparagus with mushrooms and steamed carrots. I made a comment that I would just have asparagus tonight and he stopped dead in his tracks, mouth open. A look on his face as if I had just said “I am leaving you”.
I am now an evil wife since I did not mention he would be having asparagus with his chicken. He picked brauts so as not to put me through too much trouble. I suppose he deserves a nicer wife who tells him his FULL menu choices before letting him make a decision. But, he is stuck with me.
Tonight I eat asparagus enjoying every bite while thinking about his disbelief at my betrayal. I love you honey ðŸ’‹