I never want y’all to think my life is all glitz and glamour. Which is why I hesitate to tell you that I went to Discount Tire yesterday to get the tires of the stay wag rotated and balanced. Apparently it was vibrating. Of course I drive it every day and had never noticed that it was vibrating, but P drove it to church on Sunday morning and claimed that he could feel the vibrations in his legs.
Honestly, I was a little skeptical, but he insisted I needed to have the tires balanced and rotated since that was probably the culprit of the vibration. And so I drove there right after I dropped Caroline off at school yesterday morning and, I KID YOU NOT, the first question the tire guy asked me after I told him my husband claimed it was vibrating was “Are you feeling the vibrations in your legs or the steering wheel?”
I explained that I wasn’t feeling anything anywhere, but my husband felt it in his legs. This all seemed to make complete sense to the tire guy as he marked something on his chart. It must be some kind of super secret man knowledge.
And as exciting as I’ve found it to be to sit in Discount Tire and ogle all the displayed tires for an hour while they fix my car, I asked Gulley if she would pick me up and take me to Starbucks while all the tire magic happened. So she picked me up and we went to Starbucks and to get pedicures.
(My new favorite color is OPI’s Do You Think I’m Tex-y?)
(Yes, at least partly because of the name)
Then we went to lunch for good measure. We are way behind on our conversation time this month because they just spent a week at Disney World. I couldn’t mention they were at Disney World before because I operate under a heightened state of disclosing whereabouts and empty house paranoia. But now I can tell you they were at Disney World and Gulley will gladly admit that she researched this trip more than she researched having her first child.
Anyway, we ate lunch and then went our separate ways because it was almost time to pick up the kids from school. I stopped by my house and laid down on the couch for about ten minutes because going to Discount Tire is EXHAUSTING. (Actually, I’m in the midst of a bout of insomnia and haven’t slept well in about four nights) Well, I managed to fall into, as Caroline would say, DEAD SLEEP in those ten minutes and woke up with that WHO AM I AND WHERE AM I AND WHAT DAY IS IT kind of thing going on.
I headed to pick up Caroline from school and called Gulley on the way to tell her I didn’t think I could stay awake long enough to go see a movie later on. (The movie had been all my idea because I’m dying to see Bridesmaids, but then I saw our option was 9:55 AT NIGHT and what am I? A vampire?) While we were on the phone we continued a conversation we’d started earlier about our kids and their friends and wanting them to have a close group of friends as they grow older.
I said, “Well, they’re still so young. And, really, once they get to junior high it’s probably like that game where you throw a deck of cards into the air.”
Gulley was quiet for a minute until she asked, “What are you talking about?”
And I said, “I mean they’ll change and friendships will change and it will be like that card game or that thing people say about fruit.”
Gulley said, “Are you talking about a fruit basket turnover?”
“YES. THAT’S IT. Or maybe fifty-two card pickup. I couldn’t decide.”
This is why I need my best friend.
And also why I need to get some sleep tonight.
I’ll see y’all tomorrow. Hopefully I’ll have something more exciting to talk about than a trip to Discount Tire, although that’s hard to beat.
If you don’t read anything else today, you have got to read this post by Shaun, A Magic Trick for Kristen. It will blow your mind.