Auto story #37:

My right front tire finally blew. It couldn’t have happened at a better time. It could have gone over the weekend when my kids were here or it could have gone while I was driving to Simi Valley and taking them home or when I was on my way back last night. I was tired of pumping it up with air twice a day anyway. That game got old after the first 3 weeks. And I’m glad my dad made me learn how to change a tire and other basic car maintenance before I could drive a car. Although, a nice guy named Jose stopped when I was just about done and scolded me for doing ‘man’s work.’ He told me I should have waited for someone like him to do it for me. I let him help me tighten the lug nuts. I think it made him feel a little better. Anyway, thank you Jose. It was nice to know you would have helped me if I didn’t know how to do it.

I had a wonderful weekend with the kids. I can’t wait to take them to Utah in a few weeks. I know my family is excited to see them, too.

Not feeling well today. I think I’m going to take a nap and start the day over again later.

quick recap for the kids:
sadly and thankfully, you missed the excitement of a blown tire and a chance to learn something new. good luck with ‘everything end of the school year’ much love, mom