Friday, December 9, 2011

Flat

I was waiting for Kris to get home last night so I could go out with some friends.  When he got home, he said he was later than he wanted to be because the scraper tractor had a flat tire.

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.

2 comments:

sarah said...

Oh no! One of my all-time favorite memories was when I got a flat tire after school, and my friend & her boyfriend were all "oh no!" and I was all "I got this" and changed it myself. The (cute, lacrosse player) boyfriend was impressed that i didnt get my catholic school uniform dirty. But it was warm & during the day, so not quite the same thing...

Carla said...

School uniform? I'm surprised you didn't have a crowd watching you! : )