I couldn't avoid it any longer. I had to take my car in to get serviced. It was due for its regular service plus the tire indicator wouldn't go off even though I thought I'd put enough air in my tires.
I usually spend my service appointments at the closely-located Target. I load the kids up in the stroller, and we wander the aisles for an hour or so. But today? Thanks to a hefty service and a new tire, the appointment clocked in at 3 hours. I was delighted to discover that the waiting room had been renovated to include a whole kid's area, including a seating area and their very own television.
We happily spent the rest of our time watching Cars instead of Montel.
(Yes, it's a crappy iPhone photo, but I had to document somehow.)