In short, you could say i'm a little concerned for our tires. So when I pulled up to park on a random street last night and heard BAMBAMBAM--BAMBAM! I was SURE it was:
c) the tires spontaneously combusting
Whichever option, something was just destroying my tires. Just about had a seizure. After my heart rate calmed a bit, I backed up, parked, and went around to survey the inevitable damage, disbelieving my luck with our tires lately. What I found made me guffaw heartily and I took a pic & sent a text to Sean. I think what I said in the flurry of the moment says it best:
Holy shibs!!! Someone's shooting bullets at my car!!!
Wait---wait, no... just ran over a strip of giant BUBBLE WRAP.
Scared the skittles out of me.
And yes, I am pleased I got all 5 squares.
Driving up to visit Natalie once, I nearly hit a ladder that was laying across my lane on the beltway, and then a half hour later, a couch. It was one of those days where I think it was a good thing the kids reminded me to say a prayer before we left the house!
Nice work hitting the bubble wrap, though. The real question here is: did someone leave that there on purpose just to freak you out? Hmmm...?
I actually also drove over some bubble wrap the other day. But I knew it was there, and it was AWESOME.
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