As I was driving on the highway my car started riding funny. I slowed way down and as I pulled into the next exit, I knew ...
Kris loaded up the kids and came to change my tire. (Am I capable of changing my own tire, you may ask? I'm sure I COULD, but it was below freezing, I had no gloves, and I was wearing a dress. But I COULD. In THEORY. If I were more than 12 miles away from home. Enough disclaimers?)
Kris said, "This is just funny. Two flat tires in one hour."
I told him to speak quietly and be careful on his drive home. Our other car might want to join in the fun.