Bridgestone Beauty

I was warned a couple months ago that I would need new tires soon, but being a girl and all I didn't want to listen to just one mechanic (he might try to Jake me) at the time. Of course my dad kept saying I didn't need them yet either. But, I don't think I can trust his opinion since he's the one who drove his tires bald. I was getting a bit nervous when my tires squealed at any minor turn and my steering wheel wobbled when I hit the brakes. So, I decided to take my car in for a tire rotation (code word for 3rd opinion). The mechanic called my back and said he figured out what was causing the wobbling feeling-my tires were under the legal limit for tread. So, my $19.95 tire rotation turned into a $900 bill. Lucky for me, I used most of my summer school paycheck to foot the bill-that's after the government took 41% of my check out for taxes.

The cops must have noticed the new Bridgestones while I was driving too and decided to pull my over for speeding in a construction zone. OOPS!! That's what I get trying to do a favor for my mom and sister by dropping them off at church. Luckily, he only gave me a written warning (Ben said it was because of my good looks :) But, I'll count my blessings anyway!!

I couldn't have gotten my new Bridgestones at a better time since I left for my Math Workshop in Kearney yesterday. No more wobbling or squealing. The saddest part was leaving my sweetie though. I really don't miss people, but I almost cried when we said good-bye. True love is sweet. :)