A few Saturdays ago, we had big plans for our day. Matt got up early, finished paining the toy room and entryway, and we were going to head to the zoo. Our plan was to drop by the San Diego library to claim the boys' summer reading prizes before going to the zoo because we didn't know when we'd be back over in our old neighborhood. Everything was going along swimmingly. We hopped in the car after doing a few things around the house, and made a quick stop at Target. (Where I found a really cute chair and bench for 70% off. Score!) After we left Target, we headed to the library. As we were driving, the car started making a funny noise, then it quickly got worse. It sounded as if our tire was flat, because we could hear a thump, thump, thump sound and it was getting louder. As we were slowing down and getting ready to pull over, our tire exploded. Or at least it sounded like it exploded. My biggest fear is blowing a tire on the freeway and rolling the car an unheard of amount of times, so I was really glad Matt was with us and was driving that day.
When we were stopped on the side of the road, I jumped out to check the tire since the cars weren't zooming past my side. When I saw what the car looked like, I told Matt it was bad. I don't know if he thought it was as bad as it was right at first, until he saw it. What had happened, or what we think had happened was the tire, which didn't explode, lost all of its tread, and the tread caught the fender and basically mutilated it. This picture below is after we had the new tire on and Matt pulled the fender back down. When we stopped on the side of the freeway, the fender was completely rolled up into the wheel well. We aren't sure, but suspect, that someone hit us in the Target parking lot, which made something on the fender bend in enough to rub on the tire. Then, as we were driving, whatever was rubbing on the tire was making the tread come loose. Once the tread was completely ripped off, the rubber caught hold of the fender and yanked it up. We don't know for sure, and may never know for sure, but our car was pretty beat up. We weren't going to let this ruin our Saturday, so once we had the tire fixed (thanks, also, for the help from a highway patrol worker) we made our way to the library.
At the library, we were unable to get the boys' prizes. It was lame. They said they would hand out prizes on the 21st, but they weren't. The only reason we went way over there on that day was because they give Padres tickets to the kids who read, and last year I waited too long to claim their prizes and we totally missed out. After we left the library empty-handed, we went to tire store so we could buy one tire and have them put our spare back.
Many hours later we finally made it to the zoo. The boys were so good all day and were glad to finally get to the zoo.
By the time we left, they were exhausted. On a good note, though, Matt stopped by the library a few days later and was able to get the boys' prizes.
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