Earlier this month, our kids’ daycare scheduled a field trip to the Oklahoma City Zoo. The trip got postponed due to rain. Two weeks ago (on the rescheduled date) the trip was again postponed due to rain. I don’t know if you realize this, but it’s June. In Oklahoma. Last year we had week long stretches of triple-digit temperatures. Today, we broke a record for the most days in a row for precipitation — 16 days. The previous record was 14 days, set back in 1937.
This morning (with rain pouring down) the daycare decided to try it one more time. The kids were loaded into a van and driven to the zoo, with Susan (one of the parent chaperones) trailing in her van. Right around I-40 and Agnew Susan had a blowout. It appears that part of the rim actually broke off (Susan thinks it was shot, everyone else thinks it’s pretty funny that she thinks that). She called me, I grabbed Johnny and Emily, and the three of us set out in the down pour (again, it’s JUNE) to rescue her.
By the time we found her, two very nice city workers (with raincoats, unlike ourselves) had stopped and helped Sue finish changing the tire. Susan was completely drenched — it looked like she had been swimming in her clothes — and got back in the van just in time to receive the phone call that the zoo trip had been cancelled again, due to rain. The van full of kids were all on their way back to the daycare.
Five hours later, Susan’s still at Wal-Mart getting tires. My shirt’s still wet. What a morning.
Same here in TexXxas man, my sister has been bitchin’ about it all week.
I feel your pain.