Car Trouble

I have not been happy this last week with my van. Trouble comes in three they say, and they are right on the money. Hopefully it won't come in four,five, or six. First off, a week ago our van blew a tire while cruising on I-15. Traffic was busy and it was all most dark, but Cory managed to change it (his first time too) with my help. I made sure to watch what he was doing because in the past I have had flats, and my Dad has come to the resue. So yesterday, we were leaving Spanish Fork to drive to Salt Lake for a wedding when a belt came loose on the van causing the steering to not work so well. Luckily, it happened by Big O Tire where we pulled over and had a mechanic take a look. He offered us a loner car, while our van was being fixed. So we canceled our drive up north and headed home in a older blue-green Ford Escort Wagon. Aubrie commented that the car was quite nice, while the rest of us somewhat disagreed. Then she asked Cory if we were stealing the car. That was pretty funny. So today after getting the van repaired (the water pump had broken) we went to my neice, Kaydrie's birthday party at my parents house in Benjamin. After the party, I was driving away, when something felt wrong with my tire. Another flat!! I was the only adult there, as Cory left early to go fishing, my parents had left to go shopping, and everyone else had gone home. I was so mad! After calling Cory and yelling at him (because it was his fault, right) I changed the tire all by myself. (In less time than Cory did too). I was too mad to feel proud about it. I hope this is the end of my story. Only time will tell.