Mmmm, donuts (or is that doughnuts?)…
We don’t eat donuts at Casa de Wrong Feet. It is not because we don’t like them, Husband and I enjoy a good donut. It is mostly because we don’t think about them and they can’t be considered even slightly good for you. If we want an unhealthy snack we make oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. Or we eat our children’s Easter candy.
Unfortunately Tuesday’s donut was of the kind you acquire when you get a flat tire. Yes, Stanley our Subaru got his first flat while Carter and I were in the car waiting at the bus stop to pick up Cody. We should have walked the 0.2 miles instead of driving but the gray clouds were threating and I was feeling lazy after playing wooden trains with Carter most of the afternoon. We were so busy building figure eight tracks with multiple bridges that by the time I remembered we were suppose to go to Costco that afternoon (we were critically low on beer and coffee), it was too late. I texted Husband and he offered to do the Costco run on his way home.
Back to that donut. I stood there looking at the very flat tire. Both boys were wildly excited about it. They were even more excited when I called AAA. A tow truck? they asked, eyes wide as if Santa himself were going to come skidding up in his sled change our tire with his candy cane lug wrench and disappear into the sky ho, ho, hoing all the way.
I felt like a damsel in distress waiting for the emergency roadside assistance to arrive and I did not like it. It has been at least ten years since I have changed a tire. I was just not up for trying it while also keeping an eye on the boys near the road. Plus I have never used a cheap, comes-with-the-car jack. I have a sweet hydraulic one for all my mechanical needs from back in the day when I had Betty, my 1969 VW Bug. I was told the truck would get to us within forty-five minutes. I sat in the hatchback, wrapped my sweater around me and worked on my mad Fruit Ninja skills, while the boys happily play with sticks and rocks.
All in all it could have been much worse. Yeah, I wish I would have put on makeup, did something with my hair, and grabbed a jacket before leaving the house but I was not expecting to have to make human contact. It was a bummer that it rained on and off while we waited. It was a little embarrassing that both boys had to pee in the bushes in a semi-public area. And I was a nervous wreck when not ten minutes into the wait Carter informed me that he had to go poop! and felt like an awful mom when I asked him pleadingly to hold it in.
Three minutes before Joe the friendly tire changer guy showed up, Husband came by, grabbed the kids and gave me his jacket. The tire got changed, the poop ended up in the toilet, and life went on.
Next time I have a close encounter with a donut though, I hope it has chocolate frosting and rainbow sprinkles.
Shoes On The Wrong Feet 
So funny. At least you weren’t stranded in spooky woods somewhere. And now I want a doughnut. I never have them either so that just makes them all the more tempting!
True, a spooky woods would have been much worse, although being walking distance from our house with a flat tire did make me feel like a dork.
Maybe there is a national donut day on which I can indulge with good reason. I will have to look into this.
Hey at least you were somewhere relatively safe when it happened.and yes I would much rather have a chocolate covered doughnut!!!!
It is usually a toss up for me the chocolate ones with sprinkles or the maple bars. Office donuts – that is totally something I miss about having a job outside the house.
I used to work in a doughnut shop and got to frost all those lovely doughnuts every morning lol
I used to work in a doughnut shop and got to frost all of those lovely doughnuts every single morning.
That ordeal totally deserves a donut! And a glass.. or two.. of wine!
I like the way you think! 🙂
That would certainly make me want a sweet, but I’m not that big on donuts. 🙂 When I do have them I like them….plain. Or just cinammon/sugar.
Do you think the boys liked peeing in the woods? Are you worried you’ve started a trend? 🙂
You know, I don’t think I have ever had a plain donut. Humm.
Oh, I know the boys like peeing in the woods. Since our house is pretty much surrounded by trees, potty training in the warmer weather consisted of finding a good bush to pee on. The boys loved it although we did have to have discussions about not whipping it out and peeing at the park, playground, a friend’s yard, the school grounds, the beach, etc. 🙂
I think you need a Krispy Kreme for this donut disaster! 🙂
Oh, Krispy Kreme, I have memories of how you melted, warm and sugary in my mouth. It is a good thing our town does not have a Krispy Kreme in it.
Wishing you a chocolate frosting, rainbow sprinkles kind of day! That sucks about the flat tire. Glad it all worked out.
I can’t complain too much about the flat since I can’t remember when I last had one and it all worked out in the end.
Whew! I totally can relate with the peeing in the bushes. Sometimes emergency strikes and we just need to make do of what we have. What matters is that we and our love ones are safe. And at the end of a challenging day, we get to talk about our misfortunates and laugh about it, over chocolate frosted doughnut with rainbow sprinkles with a delicious newly grind brewed coffee. Life is full of joy and surprises. Thanks for sharing…
Ha – yes we sure do – I am just glad I did not have to make an emergency trip to the bushes along with the boys.
It really is the best part, when the little bumps in the road of life can be laughed about and talked over with friends and family (especially if the talking is done over some sweet treat!)
Were the boys disappointed that they didn’t get to see Joe the friendly tire change guy? I confess, I’ve never changed a flat before. I am grateful that tire change guys are available to do this service.
Ah Beth, you know they were. I think the only reason they left their post at the car and went home with Husband was that Carter really had to go to the bathroom.
I used to change my own disk brakes, oil, tires, tweak the engine, install running boards – all sorts of fun things on my 69 VW Bug but that was a long time ago and on a simple car. I am very grateful for Triple A and the services they provide. 🙂
I figure it’s OK to have a donut once in awhile, as long as you’re eating healthy the rest of the time. It’s kinda like a mini vacation…
A mini vacation – I like that! 🙂