As many of you know, Jeremy and I take a date weekend once a year to go to Ann Arbor. The tradition started 7 years ago before having kids. But now, we use it as a chance to get away without the kids and enjoy something that both of us love! After purchasing our tickets a couple of weeks ago, we decided not to spend the night up there at Webers (we ALWAYS stay at Webers because of the brunch - and the wonderful rooms of course ;-)). For some reason we both had a weird feeling of not needing to stay up there this time. So we decided not to.
But last minute, as in Friday, we called up to Webers to see if they had any rooms available, knowing they wouldn't. And sure enough they didn't.
Now to get the full effect of the following time line, you need to remember that Ann Arbor is about 3 and 1/2 hours away, depending on how fast you drive - HA!
5:00 AM Saturday: Awaken and get dressed.
6:30 AM: Leave. We like to get there EARLY so that we can start eating and watch the band come into the stadium. It's kinda a part of the tradition started 7 years ago.
8:45 AM: About an hour away, we realize we FORGOT THE TICKETS!!!!! But thankfully my Dad jumped in the truck, picked up the tickets for us at our house and met up with us somewhere on 75! Because of that, that shaved off about an hour of the return trip.
9:45 AM: Ticket swap on the side of the highway
12:00 PM: Arrived and parked just in time for the kickoff. We have never been this late to a game. BOY we were in for a fun time getting into the stadium. We waited IN LINE, IN THE STADIUM, FOR OUR SEATS for 20 minutes.
12:20 ish PM: Get in our amazing seats.
12:20 - 4:00 ish: Watch an AMAZING game!! 3 overtimes and a win!
4:00 ish: Decided to eat dinner in the Toledo area so that we miss all the waits near the stadium.
5:00 ish PM: Stopped at a BW3s to eat. Yes, I remind Jeremy all. the. time that he is one lucky man. I suggested BW3s so that we could watch some more of the day's games and get in and out and back on the road quickly. My mild wings were soooo yummy after a chilly day at the stadium.
6:00 ish PM: Get in the car and drive through the parking lot where we realized that we had a flat tire.
6:15 ish - 7:15ish PM: I watched Jeremy trying to change the tire. Let me rephrase that: I watched Jeremy spend about 15 minutes trying to change the tire then about 45 minutes searching the car for the "key" to the tire...But this is where it got REAL FUN!! We have a VW Passat. The wonderful engineers of VW decided that a great feature to have on their cars is a Anti-Theft lug nut on each wheel so that the wheels can't be stolen. Great idea, if the key to unlock them would BE IN OUR CAR when needed! NO KEY = NO changing of the tire.
7:15 ish PM: Began to stalk the gas station for a VW to come get gas. I was hoping that someone driving a 2003 VW Passat would just happen to need to get gas at our gas station. No such luck. And for that matter...not ONE VW drove by to get gas!
7:30 ish PM: Called AAA. AAA didn't have us in the system since 2005. Not that big of a deal, we were able to get the situation taken care of. BUT they informed us that the drivers did not carry any keys to any cars. And since we were out of the 100 mile mark, we would have to pay to get it towed home.
7:35 ish PM: Decided not to get it towed.
7:45 ish PM: Still stalking the gas station
8:30 Filled the tire up with the foam...had to drive 6 miles below 20 mph to seal any leak
9:00ish PM - Realized our tire was SLASHED in the side. A nice, clean 1 and 1/2 inch slice. NICE!!! Someone freaking slashed our tire while we were at BW3s!! Can you believe it??
9:30 ish PM: Decided to try to drive the car home. The tire could hold air for a little while. So we decided to drive it and fill it up periodically.
9:45 ish PM: Found a Walmart. One last ditch effort to find ANYTHING to take off the $@#% lug nut. NO LUCK
10:15 ish PM: Started the trek home.
10:45 ish PM: First stop to fill up the tire.
11:15 ish PM: Second stop to fill up the tire.
11:45 ish PM: Third Stop to fill up the tire.
12:15 ish AM TIRE BLEW OUT ON THE HIGHWAY - Totally screwed 30 miles from home!!! So we called AAA and renewed our membership over the phone. Waited for a tow truck.
1:50 ish AM - Started the ride home. Me smack dab in the middle of the tow truck driver - Joe and Jeremy and a 64 oz. Mountain Dew. Not that I am complaining. A ride is a ride and Joe was very nice. But the stench of cigarette smoke was enough to make me gag, several times. And the stories were quite amusing. My favorite quote from the trip, "As I sat smoking a joint, the hurricane winds ripped the roof right off my house."
2:45 ish AM - HOME SWEET HOME.
All I can say is that I was so thankful that we did not have our kids with us. Yes, the day was stressful but a mom knows no stress than that of an emergency with 2 screaming kids...
Moms can I hear an "Amen"?
And no, I would not appreciate any remarks from the OSU crowd...