Halloween,2008

Well---I don't know where to begin. This Halloween started pretty good. I decided to go home to Grace (Greg didn't expect me home until Saturday afternoon since the dogs hate Halloween Trick-or-Treaters) & surprise Greg with pizza & salads from the Royal Hotel in Lava (if you have never been there before, you must try their individual salads with the house dressing--they are to die for--it is Halloween--give me a break!) & have my SMOKING! Halloween costume on when he arrives home from a long day's work at the drug store. Well, I get the truck packed & ready to go home, washed the sheets on the bed & remake the bed, wash the dishes in the dishwasher & get them put away, vacuum the bugs out of the windows one more time, order pizza & salads, shut every thing down at Bullwinkle, & get ready to put the dogs--all 4 of them in the truck to go home to Grace. I'm absolutely certain that the next word I would like to use cannot be used on the internet! The right rear tire on my truck is going flat!!!!!!!!!!!What to do?? Well, it's not completely flat--can I make it to Lava without damaging the rim? I really don't care if the rim is ruined--I am out of here! (Pizza & Halloween are waiting for me!) Okay, I get down to the gate--still worried about the tire. I close the gate & put the lock on it. Guess where I am? On the wrong side of the flippping gate!! I have to crawl under the flippping gate!! Okay, back in the truck & finally headed to Lava with an almost flat tire. Halfway down the mountain, I realize I have left my purse at Bullwinkle--well, that won't work! I can't buy pizza or pay for anyone to fix the almost flat tire on my truck!! JEEEZ!! My life is starting to get on my nerves BIG TIME! I turn around & go back to Bullwinkle. I go back into the house & can't find my purse anywhere! Did I leave it on the back of the truck & it fell off in the driveway? No. It is sitting on the table on the deck exactly where I left it! UGGGGGGGGGGHHHH! By now, I am a basket case! I call (by the way--couldn't call them earlier because my cell phone was in my missing purse!) the Royal & inform them of my dilemma & head back down the mountain in my truck with the almost flat tire. Of course, by now, the dogs are totally confused & my blood pressure is rising--I can feel it! Okay, we pick up the pizza & salads & head for the Sinclair to pump up that almost flat tire for the rest of the ride home. I have absolutely no idea how much air to put in a tire! And, I didn't know that you now have to pay for air--who knew?! Be sure to have 2 quarters available just in case you ever need five minutes of air to put in your tire---mine took all five minutes of it & probably could have used a couple of minutes more, but, I like to live on the edge--obviously! Okay, finally heading home--I'm a wreck!! I am terrified about going 65 with a tire that has recently been really close to flat, but I don't want to embarass myself by going too slow--stupid EGO!! (Blood pressure is still rising!) I stopped a couple of times on the way home from Lava just to check my tire. Well, I get home at about 5 minutes to 6 pm. Not enough time to empty the truck & put on my"smoking HOT!" Halloween costume. I opt for getting all of the stuff out of the truck since I don't want Greg to have to do it, after all, it is my stuff. Greg gets home from work & is surprised to see us at home; but glad, since he is not feeling well & was not looking forward to an evening of trick-or-treats. So much for my Smokin' Hot Halloween. sigh. I spent my evening treating little ghosts & goblins--I looked generic--I could have looked "smoking HOT" had it not been for a stupid flat tire!! sigh