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Back to the real world
Jul. 13th, 2008 04:54 amLessons Learned: It's too realy to start parading Georgia around in public. We tried to take her to the pool yesterday and it was disasterous. She was pretty overwhelmed, and while Tom had fun, he ended up swallowing too much water and throwing up (not in the pool, fortunately.)
The topper was when I went to the store to get some food for dinner. I ended up driving over something and puncturing the tire. Of course I found this out AFTER I had bought food. After some work I pulled the tire off and retrieved the spare, only to find THAT was flat. I rolled it over to the Exxon and re-inflatred it, but as I was rollig it back I could feel air coming out of a pinhole leak, so I just said fragg it and called AAA for a tow rather than try to bolt it on and rush home.
Except while I was waiting for AAA, something wierd happened. Not only did the spare stop leaking it seemed to blow up, to what was obviously too much pressure. The AAA guy didn't seem to think it was dangerous though, so we put it back on and I just drove home. Now I'm going to have to figure out how Tracy and I can juggle schedules so I can take the bad tire to NTB to get it repaired.
Argh.
The topper was when I went to the store to get some food for dinner. I ended up driving over something and puncturing the tire. Of course I found this out AFTER I had bought food. After some work I pulled the tire off and retrieved the spare, only to find THAT was flat. I rolled it over to the Exxon and re-inflatred it, but as I was rollig it back I could feel air coming out of a pinhole leak, so I just said fragg it and called AAA for a tow rather than try to bolt it on and rush home.
Except while I was waiting for AAA, something wierd happened. Not only did the spare stop leaking it seemed to blow up, to what was obviously too much pressure. The AAA guy didn't seem to think it was dangerous though, so we put it back on and I just drove home. Now I'm going to have to figure out how Tracy and I can juggle schedules so I can take the bad tire to NTB to get it repaired.
Argh.
