Stranded....

What do I hate more than James being right? Being stranded because he was right! :) He is always telling me to fill the gas tank when it gets half full instead of waiting until it is empty to fill it up. I hate getting gas because I have to sit there and watch 125 bucks go down the drain and the fact I don't want to take the time to do it doesn't help.

Well what happened tonight just drill it into this stubborn brain of mine that James can be right sometimes, and he did not even have to remind me of it. He didn't even rub it in, either. :)

About 2 1/2 miles from my home, in the middle of farmland, our car came to a slow stop in the road. I did not even have time to pull it over as the power steering was out at this point and I could not turn the wheel. So it was sitting in the middle of the road at a stop sign.

Remember that James is Mr. Gimp right now so guess who had to walk 2.5 miles to go back home to get a can of gas. IT WAS ME. I deserved it anyway's because I left the car empty of gas. So TJ and I, left the rest of the family and started to run/walk home.

I did call my in-law to come save us, and by the time I was about 1/2 mile from the house they meet me to pick me up. We got a gas tank and went back to the car to put some gas in it, drove the truck to a gas station about 3 miles away to fill up.

By this point I had been gone for 45-50 minutes so the car looked like a jungle gym and three ring circus when I came to back to it. The kids where hanging all out of our stranded vehicle windows while EJ was directing traffic because Mr. Gimp was not able to walk. EJ even drew an arrow on the back of our dirty car to show which way to go. He is too funny! :)

So after spending 125 bucks on stupid gas (can you believe gas is so high now) we decided to continue our Family night and went to McD's splurging on some ice cream w/ grandma and grandpa.

Sighhhhh..... Ironman will just have to wait for another day.