We are down now to one car between the three drivers in our house! Last night we went back to Edmond to get a prescription for Elizabeth (Sinus infection) and get some things out of the Escort (which, you remember runs fine but won't stop). One the way home we heard a big "Pop" and the sure signs of a blowout on the van. We were on the turnpike but luckily right at an exit and we s-l-o-w-l-y crept off the road into a parking lot (we're spending a lot of time going slowly in parking lots lately). Daniel got a lesson in changing a tire and we managed to get home on the spare (after a quick stop to air it up better). So today besides the sandman it looks like I'll be figuring out how to get a new tire for the van. I won't be rolling it down the street, not to worry. Patterson will probably be pretty grumpy if you see him today cause he's going to have to give up his car so Ethan can go to work and then share the van (aka ghetto wagon) with me. Of course, sharing the car with me only means that it isn't sitting in the parking lot all day waiting for him to get out of school. It's not too much imposition, really.
Here is the advice from our weeks experiences: 1) Don't go to Edmond anymore this week or you will be walking. 2) Remember that when the world is tilted (and obviously it is this week) you should be very careful not to say or even think "What else??" 3) Today is FRIDAY finally! And things will get better I'm sure!!
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The spirit of the iced tea glass is calling you to join me hiding under the blanket in the back of my car. No one will find us there. In addition to iced tea, I shall bring Zima (do they still make that?) to go with our Doritos and salsa.
Yes, and add your mama to that blanket party!
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