Dear Folks: Well, I was planning to sleep in this morning, before I headed out to Ash Wednesday Mass, and I wanted to shower, dress and do all that stuff while taking my time, and not being in a rush. Well, that didn't happen and on top of that, I was late to church! I was doing fairly well driving to church until--I felt the car go off balance and before I knew it, I had a flat tire! I used to be able to change my own tire, but with these new fangled cars, I don't have a clue. I wasn't too far from a tire company so I pulled in, and they got me in right away. They patched the tire and in less than 30 minutes, I was on my way to church, being only 15 minutes late. You sure can't beat that, and the service I had was top notch. Now, I'm being interupted by someone with a wet tongue, who is telling me she has to go outside. I guess you can't win for losing! I will return with the next installment of Phoebe's 1863 diary. Kim