So we were in Monsey this past weekend and had an absolute blast. Leaving was tough. It always is, but this time the kids made a lot of friends on the block where we will be living, and they just wanted to stay.
We drove down Thursday evening, in my borrowed Chevy Lumina Van. It was a smooth ride – even tho the van is 16 years old it is in great shape.
Friday morning Prince Lenny informed me that I had a flat tire. How was that even possible? When I parked in the driveway it was fine. I opened the front door a crack. Sure enough the tire was absotively posolutely flat. Drat! Surprisingly enough I don’t change tires, nor deal with car stuff. I know, what a shocker! I didn’t know what to do.
Ah but wait a second. The Queen has a husband, and he knows mechanical stuff having had a Harley…the Queen does not have to deal with this on her own. Yay for husbands!
I found the manual and we perused it very carefully. We located (ok, the KoD located as I stood there looking pretty) where the spare tire was and how to release it. Small prob. Seeing as in 16 years there had never been a flat on this van, the whole release mechanism was rusted into place. KoD twisted and turned the thingummy that was supposed to unlock it, but there was absolutely no give. Then a bright idea came our way – why not just take off the offending tire, put it in KoD’s car, drive it to the garage, have them fix it and bring it back. Great idea!
So that’s what we did – KoD was there and back in less than an hour – I had apparently driven over a screw and it punctured the tire. So it got patched up and the car was ready to go. Panic over. BH it got us home to Montreal in one piece.
It’s a great feeling having someone I can count on for all emergencies. He just continues to be my shining knight.
Not to mention the folks who lent you the van.
BUT OF COURSE!
Hadassah: I highly suggest that you let KoD teach you all about the general mechanics of a car. You never know when you might need some of this info. Dependence on husbands is a wonderful thing, but if you require their help (and they just cannot be there for some really good reason — like out of the country), it’s a great feeling to be able to do something on your own (especially if they’re the one that has taught you how to get the job done!) Just my two cents’ worth.