Do I dare watch the Astros tonight? I'm trying to remain positive. Some days it just doesn't pay to get out of bed. I'm hoping for my luck to change. It's just got to, right? The game was bad enough, but the next morning we noticed a puddle under our Trans Am. Ouch! We had just gotten my husband's work truck out of the shop to the tune of $400 to repair the power steering pump. We still haven't been able to fix our old Lumina that my son borrowed while his truck was down. Apparently something is wrong with the fuel pump in the gas tank on the Lumina. Cheez, enough already. I hope the Trans Am's problem isn't too bad. I'm afraid to even try to drive it. My husband thinks maybe it has a transmission leak. I don't know. Maybe I should try the lottery. I really good at losing that one. Come on Astros, I need some Good News!