4 days and many dollars later, Lola has returned to me.
Now, I don't speak Car Talk, so I don't really know what all was wrong with her or even understand why the hecks it took so freaking long to be done with the repair work, but apparently there was something about a wrong part and then something else about a different part... And, of course, them Boys didn't notice any of this on the same day, so it took two drives back to Victorville before we were able to actually take Lola home with us. You want the deets, you ask the dad. He has them. I think.
It was great having Dad here for the first 3 days of class, though. We had lunch together every day and it was awesome fun times. And who else has someone bring them Bengal BBQ (from Disneyland) for lunch? I submit that no one does.
Knights in shining armor? I do not need you. I have my Daddy.