All About My HOT Friday Night Date.....

What are the chances that ONE goat taken to the livestock sale on a Friday night will bring enough money to........pay for the price of new tires?
Yep, that is what happened last night...

We decided that we would take ONE goat to the livestock sale

in a livestock trailer. Now, you need to know that this

is not a HUGE town where we are going...matter of fact,

I don't even know if it honestly has a post office.

About half way there, the tread blows on a trailer tire.

We are just 2 miles into the turnpike where U-Turns are

"strictly prohibited"! Do we have a spare for the trailer tire?

OF COURSE NOT!

Now, normally in a situation like this, there are friends to call, right?

WRONG! Our town was having the ballet recital and that might as well have been the presidential inauguration in our town. Oh, wait, there was a chance that one of the friends who normally worked the sale would be passing through...wrong, he has a daughter in the ballet recital! Oh...there was another chance that another friend was bringing some goats to the sale.....well, right before HE left, he had a goat run through a fence and split her side open...so, he was stitching her up..... What about David's dad, yah, we can call him....oh wait, they have a granddaughter in the ballet recital...duh! As we are scrolling through the names of people that could possibly get us out of this bind, we think of Bobby....yah, Bobby...he is always willing to help at a moments notice....well, ends up he is...no, not at the ballet recital...he is more than an hour away....arrrggghhh.

We have TWO choices at 7:00 at night:

1. Keep going and HOPE that there is a tire store on the way and THAT IT WILL BE OPEN. Also, pray the tread doesn't shatter out some poor passerby window.

OR

2. Make an ILLEGAL U-turn and head back to the slightly larger town and hope the tire store is open while still praying that the tread doesn't shatter out some poor passerby window.

We opted for #2.

We made the ILLEGAL U-Turn without a highway patrolman catching us...because EVERYONE knows that if he did catch us, he could HELP us.....any other time, we would have been caught!

We creep about 25 minutes back to the small town and catch the owner of the tire shop just about to get into his car and leave for holiday weekend!

He is more than willing to help us! He finds us a new tire....and I make sure husband gets a SPARE this time! You know he actually said, "WHY?"

So, after $125 to the tire guy and a huge thank you, we head to the sale AGAIN. Oh, and there WAS a tire store on the way and it was OPEN...oh well.

We get her dropped off and we start to head home....we have a small discussion about why we didn't stay for the sale....he thought my allergies would drive me nuts....I was just ready to go see the weird animals that go through that sale....so, we were already on the road...so we continued. Had we stayed, it would have been dark during what happened next.....

Just as we passed the previous flat tire spot on the highway, we think the trailer is having horrid memories of the tragedy that had happened earlier and had a shaking spell.....

NOOOOOOoooOOOOOO.....

It was ANOTHER TIRE EXPLODING!!

Same song, different tire.....

I'm doing the "aren't you glad you got a spare tire NOW buddy" look....

So, we get pulled over as far as we can, since this time the tire is on the TRAFFIC Side...

SIDE NOTE: IF YOU SEE A CAR ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD AND THERE ARE TWO LANES, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE MOVE INTO THE FAR LANE...THAT IS NERVE RACKING TO HAVE CARS FLYING BY WHEN YOU ARE TRYING TO CHANGE A TIRE...AND BELIEVE IT OR NOT, YOU THROW DEBRIS WHEN YOU DRIVE BY. THANK YOU!

So, we start to change the tire...and the stupid lug nuts won't loosen...I kid you NOT! We looked like we were trying to get the trailer to give birth or something...I am jumping on the fender trying to get the tire to stick to the ground long enough so David could jump on the "lug nut turner" to see if we could get them to loosen....to no avail.

So, we ended up driving 45 mph for 50 minutes back to OUR town and drop

the trailer off at the tire store!

Now, you will also notice that there are NO pictures from MY CAMERA of this adventure....

That is NOT because I didn't have my camera....noooooo, it is because as I jump out of the truck to get a picture....because I KNOW this will make a great blog post....I discover I completely forgot to put the battery in the camera....I left it on the charger....ARRRRRGGGGGHHH.

After dropping off the trailer, we went STRAIGHT HOME.....as fast as our wittle truck would carry us before Murphy chased us and quickly wrote some more laws....

So, there you have it, I know it wasn't the kind of HOT date YOU were thinking....It was more along the 80 degree HOT date, change a tire TWICE, got to take a shower to get the sweaty stench off kind of date....

At least I got a funny post out of the story...so, when you think you are having a bad day, just open my little blog and read this again and again and again...and you will feel somewhat better I hope!