Another Reason to Hate Maine and Love Ezekiel

Today we had to take a trip to Augusta. Our whole day was planned with little time to dilly-dally. We got to Augusta, took care of business, and then headed back towards home. While on Western Ave, we hit this massive pot hole (thanks to this insane weather). We lost our hubcap, so Marty pulled into one of the dealerships and ran down the road (yes the road - ten foot snow bankings make it hard to find the sidewalk) to get it. He put it on the car and hollared for me to come out and look at the tire. There was a HUGE bubble on the front passenger tire. So I called my stepdad and asked him if it was ok to drive on. He said NO, get it changed or it can blow out at any time. So, we turned around (and promptly lost the hubcap again when we hit a different hole) and took the car to Sears. We had to have the tire replaced and it took FOREVER. While there, Ezekiel was being fiesty so I pulled out my cam and took a video. Our tire is now fixed, our day is now shot, and our hupcap is somewhere in front of Margarita's Restuarant. (if you find it, let us know).