pondering new cars and colette

ok, so i drove up to louisville after work with my spouse....to a courthouse open late on this particular monday...to meet up with the seller of the car he is buying....a toyota echo that gets 40-50 mpg....in turn he will sell our beloved toyota siena...the last of the automatic shift vehicles......i have lamented that this is a shameful joke to play upon those children that he(the male in the duo) has failed to teach how to drive a stick.......and so i sat in the parking lot of this govt centre in middletown listening to my book on cd.......frances mayes traveling around the world......for an hour....then nearly two hours......when finally the former owner and his spouse erupt from the door....and there is the shaking of hands....and the starting of engine.......only one....for the engine on the honda is quite dead......seems that i had overlooked the airconditioner fan as i wore down the battery with the cd player for such a long time........and so.....my spouse pushed the car out of the parking spot, and headed down the meager slope....then leaped in while i pushed and gosh darn if that spouse o'mine didn't jumpstart that car........wow......on the way home....driving in th precise manner of those whose batteries have been resurrected...i was thrilled to hear madame mayes leave her endless drones of the shadows of fez......and move on to the burgundy of her personal literary hero....madame colette.......and i was gratified to hear her evoke sweet lines from her favorite book break of day....an outofprint volume that she considers a classic......she has researched the entire pilgrimage to burgundy....places mentioned by colette versus the house she grew up in.......foods she has mentioned in prose....flowers she recalls in loving tones.......while i sometimes find mayes redundant.....i am touched by the awe in which she approaches the locales that colette called an earthly paradise........