Can we do this weekend over again?

I had an interesting weekend, how was yours?

Friday after work, I went over to my parents house, had a drink then went to dinner at the country club. I headed home around 8:30 pm. Around 8:45 I was driving into my apartment complex.
My parents told me to call when I got home (yes they still do that), so I went ahead and called (even though I was not actually IN my apartment) and told them I was there.
My dad said, in exact words "Oh good, so you made it home safe and sound, I love you".
....wellll....I wasn't ALL the way home yet!
I hung up the phone and continued driving...hang on, my washer is making a loud noise, the towels are lopsided and on spin cycle...brb....
...ok, I am back.
Take in mind, I am in the driveway in my parking lot (big complex, so it winds up the hill and around before you can reach my apartment) going...hmmm...maybe 20 miles an hour.
All of the sudden a Jeep comes flying around the corner and straight at me.
Of course I swerved (I am no good at playing chicken) and I hit the curb.
Oh great, I knew it wasn't good, the way it felt and the way it sounded...
The tire pretty much exploded out the sidewall. At this point, I was about 100 + yards away from my place.
I know, I know...but I did.... I drove it the rest of the way.
I knew there was no reason to try to get it fixed right then, I was going to be in for the night.

I did a few things around the house, then I ended up watching a movie on TBS, long distance with a good friend. We even had the same commercials! I found that to be interesting.
Thank you...I enjoyed that. (Oh and thank you for the text message on Saturday morning asking if I had gotten the tire taken care of).

Saturday, I went outside to see the damage in daylight. Oh, now I wish I had taken a picture.
Anyway, I have never changed a tire (are you surprised?), but I thought I would at least see if I had a spare and a jack, which I did, so I pulled them out of the trunk.
I even went back inside, got a screwdriver and popped the wheel cover off.
Hey, now that is a start.
Well, I don't think it would be that hard to change the tire, I am fairly sure I know the steps to take (seems logical), but I was scared to try.
Just thinking about the dumb accidents that people have when no one is around started freaking me out.
I couldn't find anyone to help.
So I text messaged my friend (he has a baby, so I wasn't sure if he would be awake yet) that lives kind of far away.
Then I called my girl friend and left a voice mail message, she was at work.
Then I decided to call the office at my apartments.
Jason answered the phone, lucky him!
I said, "Hey Jason, this doesn't have anything to do with my apartment, but I wondered if one of the guys would be able to come help me change my flat tire". He said, "Sure, I will be there in a minute".
Wow, what luck, how nice of him.
A few minutes later, here he comes in his golf cart. He started changing the tire.
My guy friend calls me, when I answered, the first thing he said "where are you?"
Oh, that was so sweet, I told him "thank you, but Jason was in the process of changing it...".
While I was on the phone with him, my girl friend called me and left a vm msg,
"Hey, yes I can change a tire, I will come as soon as I get off work. Do you have AAA? I have it, but I don't know if that will help, call me back".
So I did call her back and let her know the situation.

Ok, the donut is now on the car...oh great, it is flat.
By this time my neighbor came out and was giving his advice and he checked the pressure in the donut. 12! I asked,"What does that mean?" He said, "you need air, it should be 50".
Jason then said, "well, if you drive it very slow to the corner gas station, I will follow you, and put air in it for you".
Wow, that was really nice.
So I did...not good!
Even though I went very very slow, the tire's air stem broke off into the tire and there was no way to put air in it.
So now, I am stuck at the gas station.
Jason even offered at that point to drive me to a shop with the rim, get a new tire and drive back and put it on for me.
I just couldn't see tying him up anymore, I am sure this was way more than he bargained for already.
He was sweating and changing my tire in his nice clothes. He kept apologizing to me for what had happened and that it was taking so long. I went inside and bought him a large water, which he was very appreciative. (That was the least I could do).
I know at this point, I have no choice but to get it towed.
I was able to get a hold of my parents, my mom was on her way.
It was soooo hot outside, I nearly passed out waiting inside for my mom to get there. I had leaned over on some boxes and a guy came over asking me if I was all right.

After mom got there, we went to the shop... she got four tires, alignment, balance, and lifetime tire replacement and balancing package, then had them tow the car.
Then she would not even let me pay for it.
She took me home and said she will pick me up when the car is ready and take me to go get it.

When I got home, tired and hot, I changed clothes, and laid on the couch.
....got another call...."where are you?"
(Thank you, I knew you wouldn't let me down, you know I would always be there for you too, no matter what.)
I told him that I was at home now, and explained my day.

I am fortunate to have such great friends.

About an hour later, mom came and got me, we went and picked up my car
...oh how pretty, all new tires!
I then went to the movie Step Up. It was entertaining...like Fame or Center Stage.

Today, nothing as exciting....cooking a roast. Anyone want to come by for some french dip?
I am also doing laundry...speaking of that....gotta run!
Love you,
Have a great week.
~xo