Funny story about yesterday

Pour yourself a cup of coffee, sit down and enjoy!

I guess I'll start at the beginning. Of course we woke up to construction sounds. I was mistaken about the house across the street being torn down. They are gutting it and remodeling. I have to say, it's looking pretty good. We continued with our morning routine...medicine down, cereal down, apple juice almost down. I had a moment to check email so I went to the den. Often times I hear Kay talking to the TV. For instance, if there is a knock she'll say "Hello" or "Come on in". Well I heard a knock and she responded and I just assumed it was John Boy Walton calling on the Bawldwin sisters. The sound of her voice was different this time and her "Come on in" was coupled with giggles. Uh oh! Who's at the door? I ran to the living room wearing my baby blue, flannel PJs and a purple wool sweater, tattered to shreds and sporting a morning hair-do even a punk rocker would hesitate to fashion.

There they were. Two lovely ladies in rain coats explaining the virtues of the Bible and handing out a special issue of Jehovah's Witnesses Awake and the Watchtower. Great! Then Kay gets tired of listening and sits down on the couch. There I am, without my missionary, trying gently to get them to leave. Our recycling bin has two more pamphlets.

Now it's shower time. Kay is fully dressed and insists that she doesn't need a shower. I tried to explain that her hair-do rivals mine and I showered yesterday. Kicking and screaming we got the job done. Yeah!

I'm driving down to Seattle tonight for a dentist appointment tomorrow and I knew that one of my tires was on the saggy side. I thought it would be a good field trip for Kay. We set out to get air. To my dismay, the tire was completely flat! Shoot! The only thing I could do was walk across the street and ask the construction crew if they could help. I mean, Carharts, bald heads and plaster in the mustaches seemed to be the best resource I had. They said they had compressed air and were more than happy to fill 'er up. Other than waking me up early, they're okay.

So we head to the local tire shop. I can't get to Seattle with a leaking tire! They informed us that it will be about an hour so we went to Subway to get a sandwich and then to the tire lobby to wait. We enjoyed our lunch, I tried to protect every other agitated person who was also waiting, we had leftover Halloween candy, Kay organized all of the magazines and then she spotted the coffee machine. By the second cup, she was walking around offering "swips" to all the lovey men. They were polite and strangers eyes connected with unexpected, delightful patience.

Three hours later...! I have never been a squeaky wheel, but I finally got up to investigate just why my leaky tire was taking so long. I'm a pretty patient person. At this point I was ready to bite three dum dum lollipops at once which would not be good for my teeth. After my investigation I find out that my car had been ready for "ten minutes". My cheeks turned red, I think my chin trembled a little bit, there was no charge and several apologies for the wait. I peeled the third cup of coffee out of Kay's hands with force and we went home. She was having a great time...I was not!

I can't wait for the Mormons to show up.