Saturday we were all supposed to spend the day together either snowboarding or at the desert. A good friend of ours had his funeral that day, so we sent the boys on their way. They opted for the desert with a couple friends. On their way home they broke down on the freeway. They were able to pull over and call us for help. They were about an hour away, so David and I both drove out there in separate cars to be able to get all the bikes and the people home.
We had to get everything off of the freeway, but not leaving anything alone to get stolen. Long story, LONGER day. 8 hours later we were all home safely.
Synopsis of the day: 2 motorcycle crashes
1 concussion (he's okay now)
4 extra trips to the mountains
Picking a toolbox and all its contents off the middle of the freeway between cars
5 worn out teens
2 great friends coming to the rescue
and untold "shenanigans" that they're not giving up while they waited (thanks Mark!)
We're just glad it's over; and after several hours today, the car is finally running again. Is it Friday yet?
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