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A Night to Remember..... 
May 3, 2013 10:41 pm 
Updated: May 10, 2013 4:02 am

I am bit embarrassed and a little nostalgic tonight.  Funny how a simple event can bring back memories long buried and seemingly forgotten and can turn an ordinary dinner out into a night to remember.  

Our truck has been getting exceptional gas mileage. She is known for being a guzzler, we know this and except her for who she is.   We don't drive a great deal so we put up with her bad habit and continue feed her addiction.   

To Seal Beach and back we went, 1/4 tank gone. 

To San Diego and back we went and we still had a 1/4 tank. 

To the bank, produce stand, grocery store and we still had 1/4 tank. 

To Victoria Gardens and home via surface streets, still had a 1/4 tank. 

To Chino Hills and half way home we went and we still had 1/4 tank.


The gas gauge lied, the fuel light betrayed me.  

Cruising along on a dark country road No Baking Papa jinxed us.


"Hey, we haven't had to get gas in a while, we still have a quarter of a tank."

Just then, literally within moments,  the engine cut out, the dash lights all went on high alert and we gently coasted to the side of a dark country road.  I honestly thought NB Papa was joking with me.  That was until a stream of expletives came pouring out of his mouth....I knew he was serious! 

I promptly called AAA gave them our information and location and sat back to wait in deadening silence.  

As we sat on the side of the road in dark silence I was transported back 40 years.

Memories came pouring back, of not just one, but several dates that resulted in broken down cars, cars that ran out of petrol and one car that actually had to be towed 100 miles.    

Suddenly I started to laugh, at which point NB Papa turned his head and looked at me as if I had lost my mind.  He was fuming and mumbling something about car shopping which to me is worse than a visit to a mortuary.  

"So, when we finally get rescued, how are you going to explain this to my father?" I said.


"Did you plan this, in order to take advantage of me?"


"Well, you know this isn't the first time.  The last guy that did this to me bought me a dozen red roses and he still didn't get a second date."  


"Then there was the time that I had to take a cab home and have my Uncle pay the cab fare."

"Huh?  We have never run out of gas before!  *@$@^ truck!"  

"Yes, I know.  I always fill the tank when it drops BELOW 1/4 tank." 

As I turned by back gazing out across the dark fields I felt a gentle touch on my back.  

"Ah Ha!  I knew it!  You planned this didn't you?"  

At which point NB Papa finally burst into laughter.  


Within a couple of minutes a very nice young man named Andy showed up in his shiny tow truck with a couple of gallons of gas and rescued us.  

What would have been an ordinary night out turned into a night to remember....

May 3, 2013 11:35 pm
And Monday morning I will be at the dealership to get the gas gauge repaired!
May 3, 2013 11:58 pm
LOLOLOL!!! Sure hope you don't discover you're pregnant, BN! How will you explain THAT?
May 4, 2013 12:57 am
Oh you made me laugh! I could almost hear that conversation. The only reason I never ran out of gas and DH often did, was my father had a rule that none of the family cars could have less than 1/2 tank of gas at any time and anyone who return a car with less lost driving privileges. He also was a salesman and logged his mileage so he knew what kind of mileage each car was getting (read that as fanatic, LOL) I'm glad NB Papa finally saw the humor.
May 4, 2013 2:40 am
Funny story...just don't take NB Papa to the dealership with you or you might come home with a new car. :-P
May 4, 2013 2:43 am
Only one question......Why does a car NEVER run out of gas in front of a gas station??????
May 4, 2013 5:36 am
Once, on a date and trying to beat curfew, we ran out of gas. Not knowing what else to do, we allowed the car to coast as long as it would, since we were on a slope. The car came to a stop right in front of a gas station, but it was closed! ("Back in the day," gas stations didn't stay open 24 hrs, and there were no cell phones.) We weren't able to beat curfew that night.
May 4, 2013 6:42 am
LOL, Cactus Rose! Indeed, that would be a real shocker!
May 4, 2013 7:00 am
BSM, the half a tank rule isn't a bad idea! When we first moved out here there were no gas stations. If anyone brought a car home without at least a 1/4 tank of gas there was trouble. I guess the 1/4 tank rule doesn't work too well if the gas gauge is broken!
May 4, 2013 7:03 am
Oh Sherri, I don't send NB Papa anywhere near a car dealership. He once took my car in for a clutch adjustment and came home with a new car!
May 4, 2013 7:03 am
Very funny!
May 4, 2013 7:10 am
That is a great nostalgic story, Baking Nana! Love the stories of the past!
May 4, 2013 7:34 am
Mauigirl, we passed a lot of gas stations on our way home unfortunately the fumes ran out in the middle of nowhere. It is pretty embarrassing to run out of gas at our age.
May 4, 2013 7:44 am
Good morning Bibi. Looking back I think I dated a lot of guys whose cars were held together with duct tape and ran on fumes. My dad was a real stickler when it came to my curfew. I am sure that he never believed that the car ran out of gas / broke down AGAIN. Remember pay phones? I don't think you can find one now. I always had a dime on me just in case I had to make that call.
May 4, 2013 7:47 am
Baking Nana-Love the story. I know how you feel when No Baking Papa wants to set foot on a car lot. You will come home with a new car/truck. If my DH looks at new cars he will come home with one. However, that is not until I am dragged all over looking at more cars that I ever wanted to see. He probably feels the same way when I drag him around shopping for clothes.
May 4, 2013 7:48 am
Thanks for stopping in Paula. I am glad to have provided some comic relief. :)
May 4, 2013 8:00 am
Good morning Marianne. Funny how those memories of misadventures came flooding back. It was like I was 17 again and I knew I was going to be in hot water when I got home! "Late again? Sure the car ran out of gas!"
May 4, 2013 8:08 am
Oh Lela, Shopping for a car is pure torture. NB Papa loves shopping for cars. I guess we balance each other out. Personally, I would rather order a car online and have it delivered than to walk into a dealership. I think he was actually HOPING that it was something more than just a broken gas gauge. Otherwise we would be shopping for cars today. Whew, I dodged a bullet.
May 4, 2013 8:14 am
My parents were set up by friends and they double dated for the first date going out for dinner. In those days, there were pay toilets, remember? You had to put a nickle (well, it was a nickle in the 40's when this took place) in and turn a crank to open the stall door. My mother left the table to use the ladies room and when she got there, she didn't have a nickle. She was too embarrassed to go back to the table and admit it so she crawled under the stall door and tore the ruffle on her dress! So much for not admitting it! When any of us ever left for a date, it was a standing joke and my father would hand out a quarter (inflation) just in case.
May 4, 2013 8:22 am
Janet, that is a great story!
May 4, 2013 9:26 am
Wonderful story! :))
May 4, 2013 9:28 am
ROFL! I can just see No Baking Papa's very fair complected face turn RED against his beautiful white hair! Now that I know him, (BTW, we just love your NBP) I would half expect him to make a plan to get you alone! I find the humor in almost everything! And, this has cracked me up! Thank you for sharing the details of your "date night" with us. You made my day.
May 4, 2013 9:53 am
Thanks for stopping in Doc. I just had to laugh at the absurdity of the whole situation.
May 4, 2013 9:57 am
Hi Candice! I hope you made it home without incident, like running out of gas! Gosh, if I couldn't laugh about things like this life would be pretty miserable. Mind you, do you know how close I came to breaking down on the way home from dinner the other night. I must have been running on fumes! Yikes!
May 4, 2013 10:29 am
LOL! Good thing you "made out" OK. I'm so glad my truck has two tanks.
May 4, 2013 10:47 am
Hi bd! Good one! I love your quick wit. One would think that one 30 gallon tank would be enough but noooo... When we got to the gas station that sucker took 28.6 gallons of gas! If I had two tanks I would probably run those dry too. ;)
May 4, 2013 11:34 am
Yes, we got home last night at about 7:30pm. It was a nice drive home. But, the closer we got, the faster we drove.
May 4, 2013 12:10 pm
LOLOLOL! I'd rather go to the dentist than car shop! Thanks for sharing your fun with vehicles and petrol! LOLOL! And fun dates!
May 4, 2013 12:32 pm
Julie, I must be the exception that proves the rule (= I was on my way to the gas station, and my Rabbit sputtered to a stop in the gas station driveway! Luckily i didn't have to push it far (= I got a long lecture on fuel injection and not allowing the Scirocco to run out of gas. I always knew that I could make it to work [or home] when my fuel light came on in my Accord - until the day I suddenly lost power on the 57, right outside Cal State Fullerton /= The light never came on )= it was sad to not be able to "trust" my car anymore! [And, yes, this is the same car that made me 5 hours late to Marianne's (=]
May 4, 2013 12:38 pm
[Ppppsssshhhhh! #%@$& truck, indeed! Heck! You still had 1.4 gallons left! By the way, I have a 10 gallon tank! Love my car! And I know everyone breathes easier about all the driving I do, now that my old and tired Accord is retired!]
May 4, 2013 2:02 pm
LMBO too funny Baking Nana.
May 4, 2013 2:09 pm
Too funny BN! The things a guy (or gal) will do to be "alone" with their loved one. Growing up in the country, there were a lot of couples that wanted to be "alone" in the car as they drove past our house. Trouble is, they forgot or didn't read the sign that the blacktop ended right past our house and it was dirt road to the north and to the south. Quite a few couples missed curfew because Dad had to pull them out after a heavy rain.
May 4, 2013 5:22 pm
"A Night To Remember, 10-Apr-1912
May 4, 2013 5:25 pm
What a wonderful story,thanks for sharing.
May 4, 2013 6:32 pm
Hi Cat. The "petrol" date occurred while living in Britain. It was one of those adventures that was so bizarre that it could possibly be a lie. My poor Aunt and Uncle! God Bless them for putting up with me.
May 4, 2013 6:37 pm
Hi Barb - You ARE the pro at this game! I don't like living on the edge like that! I am glad you now drive a VERY fuel efficient car but take this as a warning - don't push your luck! BTW - Considering that the AAA guy Andy put 2 gallons of gas in our dead vehicle and we needed 28.6 gallons to fill her, I think we were beyond bonedry. I see a new fuel filter in my future....
May 4, 2013 6:39 pm
Thanks for stopping in Joey. I am willing to be the butt of the joke today. Still feeling a little sheepish about this.
May 4, 2013 6:55 pm
Magnolia Blossom! What a great trap! Ha! I can just imagine the excuses of taking a wrong turn down a dark road. Ah, memories!
May 4, 2013 6:56 pm
Thanks for stopping in manella! King Sparta, 10-Apr-1912 ??? Just over a year ago. ????
May 5, 2013 1:43 am
Or 101 years ago . . .
May 5, 2013 4:51 am
What a great story Baking Nana! Before we were married my husband was "fixing up" an old camaro. One evening I stopped in and he proclaimed the car was ready for a test ride. I hopped in and we took off. Halfway down a semi-deserted backroad the car's engine stopped running. We had to call his dad to come pick us up - thankfully it died about 1/4 mile from the only house on that road so it wasn't too long of a walk to a phone!
May 5, 2013 6:22 am
Thank you Barb, I was in the wrong century! BTW, the date 10 April 1912 refers to the Titanic.
May 5, 2013 6:58 am
Oh Mother Ann, I can just picture that camero. Walking to a nearby house was the norm. Guys worked on cars. Gosh how times have changed.
May 5, 2013 11:08 am
Love the story, BN! Another reason to smile on a beautiful Sunday afternoon and another reminder of why I have always been taught to fpnever let the gauge drop below a quarter tank! : ). And now you have even more memories, LOL.
May 5, 2013 2:40 pm
Hi wisweetp - another memory to add to the books. It is always good to have a reason to chuckle!
May 5, 2013 2:56 pm
BN: You gotta love AAA; don't you? Thanks for sharing your somewhat embarrassing story, with your own delightful style.
May 5, 2013 4:39 pm
Hi Bikerfamily - I LOVE AAA - what would we do without them? (they have cute drivers too) Although I would prefer to not have to use them, I am so thankful to have help just a phone call away. Hope you are well and that your car has a full tank of gas, bikerfamily! :)
May 6, 2013 1:52 am
I will say that if I am swapping cars, I ALWAYS make sure my tank is [pretty close to] full. Somehow my manchild did not pick that up from me )))= I have filled BOTH tanks up a few times - IN ONE DAY! - when we've swapped cars! Mine, before I give it to him, and HIS, right after, because he failed to )= THEN, when we trade back, I fill his before giving it back - and MINE, because he fails to! Argh! Last time we traded cars, I did not fill my tank up first - oops! (= [But, it still was not near empty!]
May 6, 2013 2:19 pm
Oh Barb - the man child needs to pony up the gas! I once traded cars with my son, he needed a dependable car for a long trip. He got home very late on a Sunday night and left my keys on the table for me. The next day as I left for work I started the engine and not only was the gauge on E, the gas light was on. I shut off the engine, went inside and left my keys for him with a note that said, "You will be late for work because you are going to have to stop and fill up." I took his car to work. Point made. That never happened again.
May 7, 2013 12:45 am
I KNOW! Too bad his mama didn't raise him better {=
May 7, 2013 8:27 am
My wife refuses to drive my car and I refuse to drive her's because she won't drive mine so if either of us runs out of gas, it's our own fault. That being said, my wife gets the gas guage light to come on more often than I do but if I don't stop at the gas station on the way home tonight, I know I won't even get halfway to the airport tomorrow. Great story BN. Have a great day.
May 8, 2013 9:23 am
Oh no, BN, I hope you don't knead to come up with the dough to bake a new truck! Sounds like a NBP trick ;)
May 8, 2013 9:33 am
Good morning Doug. I hope you remembered to fill up before you headed to the airport! You should always have a half a tank of gas, just in case you spot The Big Dog! It would be terrible to have to stop for gas and let him get away!
May 8, 2013 9:35 am
Hi Rusty. I managed to get the fuel sensor fixed before NBP decided to head to the dealership. No knead for that!
May 8, 2013 10:39 am
that is just toooo funny!!! hubby says i am a worry wart- i ask "dumb questions"-- how do you know the low fuel light works if you don't try it out- - and how do you know the check engine light works- if the engine is ok???- really- just think of how many light bulbs they could save at the factory-- no one would ever know---love the blog:-)
May 9, 2013 10:12 am
Hi nanny! We are proof that the lights and gauges don't also work. I took the truck in and it was a faulty sensor. There is no way to have known it was faulty until we ran out of gas. I assume I don't need to check the engine if there is no light to tell me to do so. Mind you, a friend of mine took her car to the dealership with the check engine light on, $35. for an inspection that revealed her gas cap was not on tightly! Pbssst!
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