This morning I was driving along on the freeway to go and sign Ali up for dance, when I all the sudden heard this loud noise. I thought that it was a helicopter and so I thought nothing of it. After we left the dance place I heard the same helicopter again, then I thought that something must be totally wrong, but the car was driving just fine so I thought nothing of it. Sure enough, when I pulled over I had a flat tire, and who knows how long I had been driving on the rim. Matt was golfing and did not take his cell phone. So our friend Mike came and changed out my tire for me. Later I learned that the tire could not be fixed so I ended up having to get two new tires today.
At least my girls were there to cheer me up!
