25 miles outside of Wichita (on our way to KC) we have a blowout... and I'm not talking about a diaper blowout..... our front passenger tire blows out on the Interstate 10 miles away from the next exit. So we pull over and my handy dandy man goes out and takes a look. After FINALLY locating the spare and the equipment needed to change the tire my hubby is laying belly down on the hot pavement trying to find the jack positioner?!?!? Peanut is in the front seat profusely sweating on his tongue, Anna just realizes she is hungry and has a poopy diaper and I am HOT. Trying not to get mad at the whole situation (I mean we kind of knew the tire was wearing down) I change a diaper, give Peanut water and whip it out to feed Anna real quickly. And minutes later a highway guy pulls over to help my sweaty husband. The KTA worker finished up the tire and escorts us to a highway exit. We felt kind of like the president.
4-1-1...... Is there a Wal-mart with a tire Center (doesn't every lifetime movie seem to depict a Wal-mart?) in El Dorado, Kansas?
Perfect. Life is good. It's Friday at 5. The tire Center won't be crowded. Who takes their car to get worked on on a Friday evening??? Well apparently that's the thing to do in El Dorado. We finally get to Wal-mart (when Rob asked the lady we talked to on the phone directions she kind of laughed at hm- we think no one has ever asked that questions because it's right off the highway!) and find that they have one tire... no wait two tires in our size. PHEW! Sign us up! Then she says- it probably won't be for 2 or more hours.....
Are You kidding???? Ummmm.... what do you do for 2 or more hours with a baby and a dog at a Wal-mart???
Well, I will tell you what we did.
Behind the tire center there was a grassy area BUT it was hilly. So we sat down on the emergency picnic blanket that is always in my trunk. And. We. Sat. In. The. Shade. OF. A. Dumpster.
Don't judge. Yes, a little desperate. Yes, a little WT. But desperate means call for desperate measures. We ate our road trip dinner that we had packed to make the trip to KC shorter (hahaha), fed and played with Anna and listened to Peanut bark at everything.
After 2 hours of waiting with the flies (the dumpster did not have garbage in it- more like tire trash) our car was done. DONE in less time then imagined! YEA! I still think the tire people felt sorry for us and bumped us up in line. We packed up the gang (Anna with one of her first rug burns from falling forehead first onto the blanket) and 3 hours later we arrive in KC.
Looking back I wish I would have taken more pictures of our little picnic area but at the time there wasn't much humor in the situation and plus my camera was in the car!
Total travel time: 6 hours 10 minutes.
Much Love,
Jenny
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