Blessed

My low tire pressure light in the 4Runner came on Friday. It was the day the cool front came in, and the light usually comes on when that happens. I felt though that it was actually a flat tire so I conducted an inspection for deflated tires and imbedded foreign objects. Nothing.

Yesterday I had a wedding and was flying all over town, over 100 miles traveled for a wedding that was here in town between all 3 locations I had to go to. Took the huge flyovers on the tollway at a good 80 MPH. Nothing.

This morning I had an engagement in the stinkin cold (34 degrees!), and I decided to stop for a nice warm cup of coffee on the way home. I sat in the corner next to the window so I could admire the beautiful day. I instantly started to feel blessed about living in such a beautiful place and having a great job. Not only do I have a job when so many people do not, but I love it.

I went to my car to head home and unload my cards since I have an afternoon session today, and there is a puddle of rubber waiting for me. My tire had gone almost completely flat at some point. There's the big screw I picked up (apparently on Friday) staring me in the face. Taunting me. 'Haha! You didn't find me the other day! Nyeah-nyeah-nyeah-nyeah-nyeah-nyeeeeeeeah!'

Next feeling? BLESSED. That tire could have given out at any point in the last couple days when I was flying down the road like my hair was on fire. It could have given out when I was on my way to the many locations of the yesterday's wedding and caused me to miss the whole affair. I was safe and hadn't messed up anyone's big day. And the screw was in the middle of the tire so it was cheap to fix. Yep, that's blessed :)

And because I like to post a picture with my blogs, I have a flag for you. While I was waiting to get my tire changed, I read the Sunday cartoons for the first time in I can't remember how long. One of them was making fun of Italians, hard core. Stupid cartoon.


(Snapshot of the Italian flag from when we were in Rome.)