Life Is a Highway

Okay, okay. Final post. It's not my fault there's been a lot going on lately and that I fell behind in updating during finals. But I couldn't go to bed without finishing my report of the major events of the past few weeks. And this one is a doozy, albeit a very small doozy. My car broke down. On the way home. Katie-cakes and I thought we were going to be stranded in the middle of a great big Utah desert. But we ended up getting lots of help. First from a state trooper and a tow truck who both just happened to spot us along the side of the road...

And then from the policeman who stopped to check on us because he thought we were trying to break into a bank when we got lost and stopped in the parking lot at 10pm to let the engine cool off... ^_^ Katie-cakes and I had fun pushing each other around doing doughnuts in a church parking lot, even though she claims I didn't push as fast as she did.

Oh yeah, and did I mention that I made her hide with me any time a car drove by when we were parked on the side of the road? You can't be too careful–you never know when you might encounter an axe murderer, or worse, an overly helpful passerby who offers you a lift (STRANGER DANGER!!!!). ;) Sorry, I shouldn't joke about such things...

We ended up staying with some college friends of my mom, and my dad and grandpa drove 3 hours at the crack of dawn the next day to come rescue us from our stranded state. Have I mentioned before what an amazing dad I have??? Or how very talented my grandpa is at solving any kind of car problem? A girl doesn't get much luckier :) Very glad to be home.

Love,

me