Lily & Lila's Mommy!

On Thursday I was driving to take Lillian to cheer practice. We stopped off at Circle K to get some drinks and got back onto the road. I was stuck behind a girl doing about 20 MPH in a 45. I am not sure what she was thinking but she had no interest in going any faster (At this point we had 10 minutes to get there and signed in), so I decided to go around her. It was a two lane road, and she was in the left lane, so I got into the right an tried to go around her. Just as I was pulling up next to her, she decided to get it the right lane. She must not have looked at all because she started merging into the lane right next to me. The back of her car was next to my window. I slammed on the brakes to slow down. And when I say slammed, I mean, I actually pressed the brake as hard as I possibly could. My tires started screeching and the back end of my car was going sideways. I ended up diagonal in my lane and still sliding when she fully merged into the lane I was in. She was completely oblivious. So I composed myself as much as I could because at this point I was having a full on anxiety attack, got into the left lane and went on my way.

It doesnt seem like such a big deal because we didn't get into an actual accident, but the situation put some serious wear and tear on my car.

After the events of Thursday were over I went home and we didn't go anywhere again until yesterday afternoon when we left for Dana Point. We made it up the hill (the Ortegas/ HWY 74) and over, and when we started coming down the other side I noticed that the brakes were grinding. Then the clicking started, which turned into cracking, which turned into popping, which turned into squealing and squeaking and eventually a god awful ear piercing sound every time the wheels turned.

We pulled over at a shell gas station right where the 74 hwy meets the interstate 5 in San Juan Capistrano. At this point I was really upset and not sure of what to do. I started making phone calls to local mechanics to see if anyone was open because it was 5pm on a Friday. We were going to ask Nicks sister to help us get a tow back to Elsinore, but I called my Dad and he said to just get it into a shop and he was bringing me his truck. So we got it into Goodyear 30 minutes before they closed, and sat on a curb for about an hour until my Dad made it. I love that I can always count on him.

We made it to the Salt Creek Grille at 7:20, about an hour after our reservations, but it was fine. We had a nice dinner with our two crazy kids who at this point were so tired, hungry, and bored that they were restless during dinner, so we spent most of the time telling them to sit down and eat. After we left the restaurant we stopped by the beach the kids love to play at. It was about 9pm and only 55 degrees outside, but we had promised the kids they could play in the sand for a little while and they begged up to stop, so we did. They lasted a whole 5 minutes and we got back into the car and made it home.

It was all in all a stressful evening that didn't go nearly as planned, but it was eventful and a night to remember.

Hopefully our 10th Anniversary goes a little better.

And I got a call this morning that the hub bearing in my right tire has been replaced and its ready to go.... Now for getting back out there to get the car. LOL