So somehow I got a pair of cutesy crinkle cut scissors stuck in one of my tires. Now I would be a little more understanding if it was a nail or a screw, or even a piece of glass. I would chalk it up to bad luck and move on. But nobody just by happens to get some crafty scissors wedged deep into their tire. This was all Kate. I’d bet the farm on it. I’ve been hot on her trail. Barely missed her at a swarm and a couple scrap booking parties. Guess I got too close for comfort and she took matters into her own hands. I knew these ladies were serious about their crafting and keeping this new Gypsy device, but seriously? Ol’ Mint Julep is a good truck that never hurt anybody. The gloves are coming off Kate. Nobody messes with my Mint Julep.