To explain how I know Cait’s been watching too much Supernatural, I have to share some back story.On my way out to pick up the kids from school on Tuesday, my faithful car, Squishy, started shuddering and shaking. It just kept getting worse and worse. So I drove it to the auto repair shop to discover that the idiot (at a different shop) who’d last rotated my tires didn’t bother to tighten the lug nuts on my right front tire. Apparently, I was another half mile away from having my tire fly off on the expressway.
So when I got home, I texted my sister to bitch about it…like you do (like I do, anyway).
This is conversation that took place.
But I’m okay with that.