Isn't It Ironic, Don't You Think?

On Tuesday I went to the garage near work and made an appointment to get the brakes changed, shocks looked at, you know, normal car maintenance stuff.

Oh, and get the summer tires put on.

Imagine my surprise when I get up today and see the ground and car covered in snow.

(And yes, I know its not ironic.)

As a side note, the mechanic at the garage I go to for some reason inspires insane amounts of comfort and trust in me. Something about him says he knows what he's doing and he won't cheat me in the process and he cares about my car. This guy could tell me a tire patching costs one thousand dollars and I'd believe him. Weird huh?

I think I made Kim very nervous just about now.