So, there were several funny stories that happened to the Tanner's the last few weeks, but our computer crashed, so I guess I can't share them. I do rememeber one though. It was the Friday before Christmas and I was finally out of school, so I was excited to get home in a hurry. Our reliable Subabru doesn't have a gas light, and I knew that it needed gas, so I would stop at the gas station at the far end of Smithfield. I felt the car start to stutter and I pulled over into a street just off main. As soon as I turned, the car went dead. Good thing Reed was home! I called him and he brought me out some gas from home. I then proceeded to the gas station that was less than half a mile away, and Reed had me sit in the car with Will while he filled the car with gas. He came back and said it was all done, so I got in the car and drove off, only to hear "thud clunk" in the back of the car. Turns out, he didn't take the gas hose out of the car, and I drove off with it. Luckily, the things are made so they just snap off at the top of the tank, and they can be snapped back in. Reed came back and put the gas hose back where it belonged, and about an hour later, we were on our way.
Christmas was great. Here are some pictures from along the way!

And last, but definately not least, little princess Willie
7 comments:
Bwah aha ha ha ha ha! Love it! I don't know what to say, except, keep on bloggin', man! I love to look at what's a-goin' on!
Nice. Half way through your post I was dreaming of topping your "run out of gas" story with our 2:30 a.m. call to Old Warrior. Too bad about the gas station. I thought that only sleep-deprived medical residents dehosed gas pumps. NICE.
2:30 a.m. call to old warrior? I don't think I heard about this one. Maybe I did and I just can't remember it...stupid headers ruining my memory...
2:30 AM call? I missed it. must have be asleep.
Yah so, 2:30 after leaving my parents house because Rick was allergic to my parents cat...we had two chrstmas trees on top of our car and we ran out of gas...we were only about 10 miles from home. That was a year ago at Thanksgiving. Our friend who is a med resident pulled a gas pump off and drove all the way home before discovering that he took it with him. This was a post-call morning. Which means he had worked like 36 hrs straight.
Here is the post you requested. When in doubt, look in the archives! ;)
I apologize for the strange font colors. That's what happens when you change your template, I guess.
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