Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Gross

When I picked up Zeke from preschool yesterday, he asked me about my "new tire."

I told him I didn't have a new tire, but Dad did (tire puncture = new tire).

About two hours later, I looked out my kitchen window and saw what he meant.

It was one of those stomach-lurching moments.

I had lost a hubcap.

This may not seem like a big deal, but when you drive a 1998 Camry with a gash in the left passenger front panel, the least you can do is keep all four hubcaps.


2 comments:

Liz said...

Ya, that stinks. But check it out, new hubcaps for $30!

http://amzn.to/wTkoFw

Katrina said...

OooooOOOooooh! It's so hard to be elegant... I have 3 boys, so I gave up entirely about a year ago...