{a damsel in distress}

Ride your bike to work day tomorrow.
Have to meet the Mayor early in the morning with the rest of the Miss Orem royalty on our bikes.
But... my bike... has a flat.. and it's 11:30 at night...
what do I do?

*ghostbusters music playing*
Who ya gonna call?? My BEST FRIEND!

Poor guy. He was in bed already, plus he is super tired, plus his allergies are acting up... But because he loves me so much. He came over to help me fix my flat tire.

It wasn't as easy as expected and it merited a trip to Wal-mart. Wal-mart run at midnight, you meet some CLASSY people at midnight.
Anyway. He fixed my bike (obviously he did. what CAN'T he fix? The answer.. nothing. I think I might start calling him Fix-It Felix) and made me take it for a test run.
It was kind of a cute set up:
One in the morning.
Sprinklers are going.
Perfect night.
Me riding a beach cruiser and him smiling while I ride.

We could've been in a movie or something :)
Well. Here is yet again more evidence that MY  BEST FRIEND IS BETTER THAN YOURS.
I love you Bubbles :)

Goodnight! (well.. goodmorning) And get some sleep you silly boy! 32.