I think I got something in my teeth, could you get it out for me... That's F****** team work!

This post goes out to the queen of pibb, the master of tardiness, the dictator of... you get the point. Misty saved my arse today by letting me use her (awesome) car.

I was driving around this evening looking for a photograph. I wasn't having any luck and had gotten past the frustration point. Plus, I still had a half hour drive to another assignment. While driving up Park Avenue I hear this THUD under my car. I pull over and sure enough, my back passenger tire is all sorts of flat. (I think I ran over a hammer or something, I never saw what made the noise, but it sure sucked)

So I call Misty, she turns around and comes to help me out. So while I play with Taylor in the back of her car, Misty puts my spare tire on my car. Then, offers me her car to drive to my next assignment. Whatta sport hu? (I even listend to that BOOTY BOOTY BOOTY BOOTY rock it everywhwere song about 5 times while driving back from Thibodaux)

She even fixed the huge dent I had in my back bumper... it's been there for months.

So everybody give misty a big round of applause for her efforts in Village East today. (Oh, that's misty in the attached photo... she's the one on the right)

Hopefully my next post will be from the Outer Banks of North Carolina.