changing a tire

The next day after the chinese dinner, Andrew stayed home from work with sick abby while Aunt Eileen and I drove down to Tucson for a bird convention at the bird oasis. I felt horrible that i was incredibly tired during the drive. Sleep with a sick child doesn't happen.

Over all though it was a better visit than the time before. We got more bird interaction. However, I have very mixed feelings about the oasis. I'm not impressed by those who run it nor their policies. I don't think i would send my birds there if i ever had any, but it is a nice place, fun to visit-- and to each their own.

On the way back however we ate at a mexican restaurant and allllll the blood and water flowed to my stomach. I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO tired. Just out of casa grande, we ended up getting a flat tire. I got out of the car to look at it and the flood of water emptied into my bladder and let's just say the phrase "pee like a russian race horse" was very applicable at the time. However it seemed to help make the process of changing a flat tire go by much quicker having that added stress onto the situation. I almost used a bush but could see a gas station several miles off in the distance and hoped i could wait.

The tired got changed, thanks to dad who showed me how in high school and andrew whom i've watched change all our flat tires since we've been married. And a few tips from andrew on the phone. :)

And i BARELY made it to a bathroom but managed.

needless to say, i changed a flat tire all by myself! YAY go me!