I guess the snow we had this weekend officially counted as a blizzard, because more than 9 inches fell in a 24-hour period. Or something like that. Maybe it was 48 hours, I don’t know.

What I do know is that Pete skidded just a tad when he was out Thursday evening, and the front passenger wheel nudged a curb. It didn’t look like much, but prior experience has taught us that it’s good to have these things checked out. Sure enough, the wheel is bent enough that it’ll screw up the car’s alignment and cause the tire to go flat.

“The wheel’s too expensive a part for us to keep in stock,” the repair guy explained. (Yay, that’s what I like to hear.) So it’s been ordered, and I should be able to drop the car off tomorrow.

I’d never just run off and spend nearly $400 on whatever, but this kind of thing always makes me think about what else we could have bought that would have been way more fun than a car part.