Well, my daughter and I had a little adventure today. We went to a couple of thrift stores in town(I love to shop at thrift stores, you never know what goodies you are going to find!) and when we came out of the last one, I had a tire going flat. Well I will just tell you this county girl does not know how to change a tire and neither does my daughter. So I called my hubby and he says,"You need to go ahead and take it to our tire place and get a new tire because obviously it has a hole in it somewhere." So herewe go to the tire place and the young man assures me that he has a tire to fit my car. He takes off my tire and puts the new one back on and it doesn't fit. He is very apologetic and I tell him that it is okay, besides he has been flirting with my daughter, so I let it slide. Then after searching for several minutes, he concludes that he does NOT have a tire to fit my car. Now we turn to the spare tire that is kept in a little cubbie in the back part of my vehicle. I don't know if you are like me, but by the time I drive my car, and my daughter and grandson use my car, it looks like we live in it!!There are shoes everywhere, my grandson's fishing pole, a cranberry drink bottle that is almost empty (saving that in case we get stranded on the road), school stuff that I brought home to work on this summer that has not even made it out of the car, and various other items. Anyhoo, we finally rummage through all the "stuff" in the back and get the spare tire and he puts it on. By this time I am ready to go on home. I had planned on a trip to the WalMart because I got paid and that is what you do when you get paid (every teacher knows that). Oh and by the way, I am now carrying around an old tire with a hole in it in the back of my car! He didn't have room to keep it because they had such a pile of old tires. But what the heck, it is just one more thing in the back of my car, NO WORRIES.