{"id":94136,"date":"2026-02-23T20:03:44","date_gmt":"2026-02-24T03:03:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lilesnet.com\/dailydiary\/?p=94136"},"modified":"2026-02-25T09:11:54","modified_gmt":"2026-02-25T16:11:54","slug":"94136","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lilesnet.com\/dailydiary\/?p=94136","title":{"rendered":"Slow Day In Paradise!"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Mary was thinking about her upcoming birthday!<\/p><\/div>\n

Girls and boys, what day is it?\u00a0 That’s right: Gym Day.\u00a0 And with all the drama of a covert operation, we rolled out at 8:25 am sharp\u2014no fanfare, no witnesses, no one stopping us to ask, “Are you sure you want to do this?”<\/p>\n

This perfectly timed escape gives us a solid 30 minutes to storm the cardio floor and terrorize the stationary bicycles\u2014pedaling furiously while going absolutely nowhere, like hamsters in a cage.<\/p>\n

At mile five or 9:00 am, whatever comes first, we transitioned from the bikes to floor exercises where kissing one’s kneecap is the beginning ritual.\u00a0 The music played at Peak Performance is at a sound level just below that of the Saturn V Rocket leaving for the Moon.\u00a0 At that level, the scream of agony, anguish, atrocious pain, distress, and pain cannot be heard from the inmates.<\/p>\n

I made my escape from my captors a little early and immediately went undercover at the market next door for “necessary groceries”: milk, vanilla scones, and\u2014because I’m nothing if not unpredictable\u2014two ears of corn.<\/p>\n

Mary met me at the getaway car, and we drove home as if nothing had happened.\u00a0 There was, however, an occasional “Ouch!” stemming from turning my head and stepping on the brake.<\/p>\n

At home, we switched cars, and Precious came out of hiding.\u00a0 She needed to be smogged!<\/p>\n

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Mary has used the smog-measuring station for almost 30 years, and the old gentleman recognized Mary and Precious.\u00a0 While getting smogged, Mary and I went across Chapman to The Original Pancake House.<\/p>\n

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We shared an omelet the size of Texas.<\/p><\/div>\n

I added sliced jalapenos to my “half” of the omelet.\u00a0 Mary cut this sucker up, and my “half” was still the size of California.\u00a0 The Pancake House has perfected fluffy omelets; we must find out their secret!<\/p>\n

We walked back to the smog station, and Precious had a sad look on her face; she had failed the test!<\/strong><\/p>\n

I remembered that we had replaced the battery three weeks ago and that replacing (or disconnecting) the battery often makes a car more likely to fail a smog test shortly afterward because it resets the engine computer (ECU) and wipes emissions self-test data.<\/p>\n

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Common reasons for smogtest failure after a battery change:<\/p>\n

Readiness monitors reset to”Not Ready.”<\/p>\n