I have a system when I need to go somewhere. I get in my car, put on my seatbelt, turn on my Lower Lights CD (have I mentioned how much I love them? LOVE THEM), back out and leave. It's not a complicated system, so it usually works.
I'll tell you what's NOT part of my system and that is hearing a funky noise while cruising down the street, pulling over only to discover that a missing part from the Titanic is sticking out of my left rear tire, deciding to leave it there and try to make it to the tire store for repair without getting a flat, having that plan fail with a dramatic *POP!* and a hiss, then while dealing with the massive disappointment that the sound was not in fact coming from a frosty can of A&W, pulling off to a side street to change my tire in sparkly flats and freshly coiffed hair. A discouraging scene indeed.
If you think I was intimidated though, think again. I am woman, hear me roar!
Apparently I'm also a woman who needs Botox and a clearer definition of "freshly coiffed hair". Anyway, here I am preparing to put the donut on - it's hard to do that and take a picture of yourself with your iPhone at the same time. Cute necklace though, don't you think?
While jacking up the car I got a little distracted by my cute shoes too.
It's a dirty job, but I bet if this is the worst thing Mike Rowe ever had to do he'd be stoked.
Not to worry, look what I keep in my door compartment! What? I drive a Honda Odyssey, what else would you expect me to put there?
All in all a pretty eventful morning. Four different people stopped and offered help but I declined - one told me I was "better than his wife" (If I had a nickel...) and another clapped for me. Nobody asked for an autograph, but I figure it's only a matter of time.
14 comments:
Ooooh!
I am proud of you too! Bravo!!! Huzzah!
I have that same pack of Wet Ones rolling around in my car somewhere... I've heard you can use them to take stains off your clothes, too. Which is a little frightening if you think about it too hard.
You are adorable! Look at you go!
I have actually changed my oil and my brakes, before. That's right. I kick butt. As do you!
I.Am.So.Impressed.
Can I have your autograph?
Lovely! The shoes, I mean! Clearly you don't have 6" of fresh snow on your driveway.
You are so studly, in a manner of speaking! LOL
You ARE awesome. And I laughed out loud at "if I had a nickel..." So clever.
You are just annoyingly chipper for having to change a tire. (and in cute blue flip flops too...) You are my idol, for sure. Look at you smile. My supply of Wet Ones dry up and are useless when I need them most. You deserve a medal of some sort, for sure!
Yes, those ARE cute shoes. And what are you doing wearing cute shoes. Do you actually have spring like weather? It's snowing HUGE flakes of snow here. Spring.
You are awesome.
I, too, am SO impressed. When I have a flat tire, I call my husband, and he comes and fixes it. If he is in Texas or Azerbaijan, I call Clay. And now I have Tre, if Clay is not available. So I totally wimp out every time. You are making me look bad.
Cute shoes!
And, you rock!!!
Well seeing as I had a flat when I pulled out of my garage and I tried to change it and couldn't...bravo! In my defense, the two garbage men who nicely stopped and helped me could barely get the lug nuts off as well and said I wouldn't have had a prayer :)
We have two containers of Wet Wipes, why? I don't know, ask Kerri.
I heard your roar.......in Houston.
So...I've decided that you pretty much rule. Great job!! I love that someone clapped for you.
And you DID look cute!!
Youre my idol. I ALWAYS ALWAYS call my husband. Or one of his foremen on the construction site. To pleeease come change my tire. And now that my son is old enough...i just tell him to do it!
And you even did it with a smile. I shall think of your shining example next time i get a flat.
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