Oh my gosh and good heavens me. What was I thinking? I meant to say this: the tire. The tire was moved from my driveway into my front yard sometime yesterday afternoon between the hours of 2 and 5. Hmmm. This feeds the paranoia, of course.

But I took charge, baby. That I did. The tire is now in the back of my pickup truck and there it shall remain for me to worry and fret over for many a fine summer day.

And I changed my mind, also. I'm going to have fun tonight. That I am. Cheers my little ones.