If I didn't have bad luck

I'd have no luck at all. Seriously.

I got home from work last night and saw that Bear chewed his way through the carpet and pad to the sub-floor. It's about a three by two inch rectangle, the exact shape of the cross bars of his crate. Little shit. I don't know what I am going to do with him. He's getting worse with age instead of better.

Then, I was on my way to dinner when I got a flat tire. Fortunately, there were three guys with me so they changed the tire. If they hadn't been with me, I would have had to wait who knows how long for either my insurance, OnStar, or the dealership to send someone to change it for me. Yes, I can change a tire, but I have three different services available to do it for me for FREE. I'd be a fool not to use one of them! After researching the cost of a replacement tire, I can't believe I am going to have to shell out over $150 for this stupid little tire. I struck a MAJOR deal on the 32 inch tires I used on my Jeep and got them for $65 each, and they lasted forever! But whatever, good thing I have that Firestone credit card.

I got a VERY tempting invitation for this weekend, but I am going to have to pass on it because I really can't think of anything better than just staying home with the kids and being L.A.Z.Y.