This is code for, "I'm going to pick something up off Craigslist, the dump, or IKEA and it won't fit in the back of the van because of the three car seats so I'm going to need your car."
Today it was tires. Ten of them. And they were free. You don't know how happy this makes me.
Oh, come on. Don't act like you've never thought about calling a used tire repair shop asking for tires on the way home from the a check-up at the pediatricians office. No? Well, maybe it is just me. But don't tell my husband. He thinks this is totally normal.
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