I guess it HAD to happen.

My daughter Christina, her husband, and her son (my ONLY grandchild) came to visit from Tampa this week. We only get to see her about 2-3 times each year, and grandson is now three (and as cute as you can possibly imagine!), so we look forward to seeing them all.

There was only ONE problem. Christina had read my post of May 24 about the dreaded “C” (which shall remain unnamed in this post) and immediately began to experience its effects. Within a few days her car died (alternator failure), her toilet overflowed, and she dropped and broke a new, expensive pair of sunglasses.

All in all, I’d say she got off easy! A few days after she and her family arrived here in Texas, our home air conditioner failed.

Now it has only failed one other time in the last 9 years. So how would it “know” to fail when we have company staying here, AND when the daytime highs were in the low to mid 90s? How ELSE can you explain this except for the dreaded “C”? As is typical in these cases, the “C” tends to strike at the worst possible time.

Oh, the failure happened to be a $350 part, but NOT the compressor (which is still under warranty). Is that Convenient? No, it’s Crappy! And yes, BOTH begin with “C”.

So, we had to pay for the new part, plus labor to install the darn thing, plus a motel room for our visiting guests so they could get some sleep at night. And all of this when gasoline is approaching $4 a gallon! (Gasoline has nothing to do with our failed air conditioner, but I had to get my complaint in there about gas prices somehow.)

So stand by, dear readers. It appears another outbreak of the “C” is building up to full force. Just when we’ve gotten into hurricane season, too!