I'm finally a member and I have new tires!!!

Cristina and I were coming back from one of our many errands during the work day [last week] and this lady was in our lobby. She was carrying all these Sam's Club catalogs and little gift bags. Seriously, we are walking out of the elevator and she goes "Are you guys Sam's Club Members?"

Neither one of us is a member. Are a member? Whatever .... we can't shop at Sam's. But we've talked about it before so we told her if we could sign up together, on one membership, we would sign up.

She said "are you sisters".

We said "suuuuure ... different mothers"

I guess our dad liked himself some white meat and some fajita meat. Go daddy! ROFL

Anyway, the girl says that she'll do it and then was like "are you guys managers ... you can save five dollars if you qualify for a business membership". (And we get to go in earlier?!?!?! SCORE!)

"Sure we're managers"

Cristina bosses me around all day, every day anyway. :)

Hey, how about I get to the point before I forget what I'm doing.

So yesterday I go get my oil changed at WalMart. They made me sign something saying that I needed new tires. Eh, whatever. They gave me a copy of what I signed. Today in traffic I decided to read what I signed. HOLY SHIT ... my tread is less than 2/32. So I'm thinking about my safety at this point. I can't even pass the state inspection with that. Which btw is a month overdue.

So I go to Sam's, get my card and pick out some new rubber. So instead of spending $133 on OdoBan, Clorox wipes, Kleenex, Gum, 1,700 rolls of TP, Bacon and coffee I spent $133 on something I can't really enjoy. But I suppose I'll enjoy them on the freeway. Damnit. Kind of wishing I didn't pay ALL the bills yesterday.

Oh and Alex stayed in the car the whole time. He was so good. High above the ground in the car. Like the Dumbo ride without the elephant. He's so damn cute.

So, yay, I have a Sam's card but have no money and yay, I have new tires and can't afford the state inspection anyway. Super.

On The Road Of Life, There Are Passengers And There Are Drivers ... Then there's me going the wrong way.