miliwaukee hates our car

It seems like every time we go to Miliwaukee our car dies. I think the city hates us. Today Erich spent two hours outside trying to jump our car, only to call Triple A and have them not be able to help. Fortunately a family friend in the city came to our rescue and drove us back home! Thanks Grace and co. ! Regardless it was a fun weekend! We ate a lot of excellent cheeses, drank a lot of excellent wine and had fun with family. Yea for cheese, boo for car troubles. Other than that I'm tired and am going to actually watch a football game for the first time in years, and relax.