How can something so good go so bad?

1. My Friday started out so nice. I only had to work the afternoon, then DH and I went to a party together and had a delightful time. He went on to another get together, and I stayed at the first party for a bit longer.

2. My brother booked his visit for this summer. He's only ever been to StL once before, so it is exciting that he is coming for a short time.

3. I stopped procrastinating and finished a tedious project at work.

Where is the bad? On my way home from the party, I was talking to my brother and I heard a funny noise. I put on my flashers and saw lights flashing ahead of me. I pulled up behind the flares the police had set out and did the walk around my car. Did I mention I was on 44 which has almost no shoulder?

Anyway, my right rear tire was toast. Well, the cops were helping another person change a flat tire. They supposed that there was something in the road since both of us got flats at the same spot. Anyway, they changed my tire in like five minutes! How cool is that?

I mean, I guess it is Kirkwood and not a lot of craziness usually happens there, but still. I never would have guessed that the police would have changed my tire for me. They were two older guys who were really sweet. So, if you know a police officer, tell them that they have a big fan in me.