It's Friday morning; the 3 year anniversary for my husband at 950 Espn. Big Kudos to him. He's worked so hard to give that station life...and it's full of life!
As I lay here-with the world's worst kink in my neck.. I can't help but think about the shear terror I went through 2 nights ago.
All day long I was looking forward to an event I was a part of. Traffic was a mess getting there because of the Flyers game....but when I did finally arrive I had a total blast!
I stuck around after the fashion show I was in and watched the live auction.
I left a little after 9pm.
That's when the disaster struck.
And OH MY GOSH did it.
Literally, within minutes of leaving, I had a massive blowout.
Here I was in heels...and it was raining.
I got out and after I saw my tire.... I thought "Oh crap. Ok, Joey. You can do this. Just relax, don't freak out, don't start crying. You CAN do this."
So I started pulling everything out of the back of my car, heading for the spare. I didn't even KNOW if I had a spare. Luckily I had a fullsize one.
As I almost had everything pulled out-an officer came to rescue me!!!!!
I thanked the Lord above...
Poor guy. We couldn't get the lugnuts (is that what their called?) off. Needless to say-an hour later and their are like 7 of Philly's Finest all standing around my car!!!!!!!
I felt so bad. But I also felt so good at the same time.
I wasn't in a good part of town, that's for sure... so to have them all right there-I knew I was safe. But I felt bad cause here they are helping this dingy blonde when something serious could have used their attention better!!
Thankfully, they got the tire off and the new one on. I hugged them all and told them my hubby owes them some sort of event tickets. ha. I ended up calling Matt and he was worried about me. Good hubby.
That's where the good ended.
Now let me preface this... 99% of the time I am a SUPERHERO with my directional skills.
I mean, my iphone has a GPS on it.... if all else fails.
And boy did it ever fail. My phone died and I didn't have a charger!!!!!!!
SO here I am... it's 11p - no phone - blown out tire - lost in THE WORST part of Philly!!!!!
I thought about stopping and asking for directions.... but I felt SO out of place.
My husband... at this time was about to call the police on me!!!!
I finally made it home at midnight... and he was about to kill me. I don't blame him. I'd have been worried out of my mind too!
Lesson learned? Buy a Charger. Never leave the house again.