6:55 a.m.: The Phone Rings

Bless Mom's heart. As if we/she didn't have enough going on this week, she went out to get into the car this morning and head to work, and she had a flat tire. This is the same tire that has been losing air ever since they got the new set just a few months ago. The same one that was supposedly patched by the place where they purchased said set.

Dannie was already at work by the time she headed to the driveway to get in the car, so she called me to take her downtown. No problem at all. The dogs are probably upset though; they didn't get their morning walk.

Mom and I talked about her calling the place (it was Costco) where they bought the tires to see what they had to say for themselves and what they might offer to do. But after we talked about it for a minute or two, we decided Dannie should be the one to make that call. Dannie is a kind, gentle and sweet person, but when he suggests that you do something, it gets done. He just has this way about him...

And on a somewhat food-related note: I think I'm about to quick Diet Dr Pepper. It's tearing my stomach up. It's a sad, sad day, and I know they'll notice it in their sales starting immediately. But I'm going to slowly make the transition. Cut back to one a day, then maybe one of the tiny ones a day. Then nothing. Nada. No more dark diet colas for me...