T.I.R.E.D.

We made a trip to the big city today. Main purpose was to get new tires put on our Suburban. While there, hubby asked that they check the alignment also because he suspected it might be a little off. Well, just like us, it was MORE than a little off. In total, we were at the auto shop three and one-half hours waiting for the work to be done.

No problem for hubby. He spent quite a bit of time out on the work floor kabitzing with the mechanics and in the tire shop learning all he ever wanted to know about tires currently available.

No problem for me. (Oh, yeah?) I took a bagful of knitting I'd been itching to sit and work on. Small problem for me. (Oh, yeah.) I left the *&#% pattern at home.

Actually, the three and a half hours got V-E-R-Y long for both of us. We got up at 4 a.m. so we could leave at 5:30 to arrive at the auto shop at the appointed time of 8 a.m. when they said they could get us right in. And we should be out and on our way in an hour or hour and a half, they said. Oh, well. The important thing is we got the job done, and do feel really good about the shape the old Suburban is in for the winter.

All the time spent on the vehicle definitely cut into the time we had left for other shopping we planned on doing. And did I mention there were A LOT of other people out doing their Christmas shopping? Ooooh, yeah. We did the other most important things on our list but found by mid-afternoon, we were both so pooped and over-worried about the other bumper to bumper drivers on the slippery road that we wanted to head home.

How many deer did we see on the way home, most of which was driven in the dark? Not more than 200-300. No, I'm kidding, but suffice to say they were thick out there with many smooshed ones on the shoulder. We had only one group of three dash across the highway in front of us that caused me to grab the oh-shoot-handle and slam my foot through the floor board. (I was in the passenger seat at the time so neither maneuver did much good.)

My dear husband just brought me an amaretto and ginger ale tall one so I'm now going to go get my jammies on, put my feet up in my recliner, relax and read a new quilt magazine.

Back to home duties tomorrow.