Pap and my Car

I was at home for Kurt’s wedding this weekend and enjoyed hanging out with my family. I was really surprised when my parents told me that they were taking my car in to get it taken care of. Apparently my tires were super bald to the point that they were dangerous. And it needed an oil change. And it was my Dad that suggested all of it. I don’t know where that came from. Usually we don’t really even talk, much less him suggesting that they take care of my car. So he had all the tires replaced, a diagnostic ran and then the oil changed. It was pretty awesome. I think that it might have been prompted by me talking about taking a road trip down to Las Vegas with Katy for her birthday in a week and a half. Or maybe it was him seeing my tires. Either way, go Pap!