My Knight in Shining Armor

This past weekend, I went with Jeff and Kristin to the BYU v. TCU game.

(For that story, see here)

But the real story begins on the way home from Provo.

I was excited because I had just gotten out of the traffic jam that had held me captive for the previous 35 minutes. Sure, I had Coldplay to keep me company but even Chris Martin's voice couldn't soothe my lonely heart.

I was nearly there, nearly home to my warm house and my lovely wife.

Then, something happened. Something that hadn't occurred in the previous five years but this something was always in my mind as a possibility.

My car (Vivian) started acting weird. I thought to myself, "wow, this lane is super bumpy." As I merged to the right, I noticed the bumpiness wasn't going away but getting worse. "Oh no. I think my stupid tire is flat!"

I quickly made my way over to the shoulder, put the hazard lights on and exited the vehicle. I indeed had a flat tire.

I was on the freeway in between 90 s. and 72 s. I'm not gonna lie, I was scared. I had changed plenty of tires before but never on the freeway. At 9pm on a Saturday night, the cars were a-plenty and zooming by at unlawful speeds. I didn't have more than 3-4 feet to work.

Before attempting anything, I found a bottle of fix-a-flat in my trunk and thought I'd give it a try.

I didn't want to be next to the car, (the fear of death will do that to you) so I hid in front of it while I emptied the fix-a-flat solution into my tire.

All that happened was the foamy liquid sprayed all over the tire and the road and a little got on me. I was so frustrated with it, I took the bottle and through it at the dividing wall that lines the freeway.

If things weren't bad enough, I didn't have a tire iron and only had a jack in my possession. I didn't want to be on the noisy highway anymore, so I quietly rolled my car at about 5 mph til I could exit.

I sat there in the parking lot of a Maverick gas station, and realized that RedBox is a very popular thing b/c at 10pm there was a constant line of people renting movies.

THEN...my Manda rolled in. She must have felt that I was in desperate need of a hug and a tire iron. She was a sight to behold and her white car (Maxine) looked exactly like a white stallion swooping in to save the day! She had with her the tools I needed to changed the lousy tire.

She followed me all the way home as we drove the backstreets of the Salt Lake valley. My donut tire was a trooper but there was no way I would let it go more than 40.

Manda saved more than my car that night...she saved my life. Thanks for being there sweet pea.

The End.

I See Weird Things

So, this past weekend I was at the gym and I saw something going on that I had never seen before.

I don't ask to see weird things but people insist on making me view their weird habits.

I was on the treadmill, watching football, and enjoying a good sweat.

Then I notice a tall, middle-aged man about 25 feet in front of me kicking into the air.

He didn't just kick once, it was a continual thing for over twenty minutes. It was very distracting and I didn't know what was going on.

Once my run was completed I casually made my way over to the vicinity of the man; only to find him watching tae-bo on a mini dvd player. He had it positioned on a weight machine and while he was in his own world, kicked and punched away in front of everyone to see.

I guess good for him for exercising.

Add it to the list.

That's a good Idea

The following is my second-ever post, just explaining where we got the idea for our blog name.

*Anyone that knows me, knows that I love to quote movies and television shows pretty much all the time. How'd I come up with the name to my blog you ask? Check it out! Oh...and I definitely recommend The Office to anyone and everyone...*

Quote of the Day

My father-in-law, Steve, and I were watching football last night. The Indianapolis Colts were destroying the Tennessee Titans...

Steve: "Boy, the Titans don't look anything like their Super Bowl team!"

Matt: "You mean, when they were in the Super Bowl 10 years ago? in '99?"

Steve: "Well....yeah....I guess you're right."