Flat tire on 97

So today I decided to skip football and spend some time with my husband... Well skip half the day but make it home for Auburn! We wanted to go do something fun but we had too many errands to run so we got up early (well early for me on a Saturday) and headed out. First we stopped to get breakfast and then gave my car a bath. Next we headed to Wal-Mart. I know, HIGHLIGHT! I was not feeling too well so I did not get to have the fun of putting everything I thought looked yummy in the cart. Doug never takes me shopping because I never stick to the list. After we loaded the car up (and noticed the bird diarrhea on my freshly washed car) we hopped on 97 to head back to the house. Big mistake! The Renaissance Festival was having it's last weekend and the weather was beautiful so that meant EVERYONE IN THE STATE OF MARYLAND went. 97 was jammed. When we got close to our exit, Doug decided to drive down the emergency lane instead of waiting patiently like a good driver. Yep, about half way to the exit we hear a "thump thump thump thump thump..." and then it stopped and my tire pressure light came on. We pull over, I get out, and take one look at the back tire. It was flat as flat could be. Luckily the wheel was still off the ground so it got no damage. I was also lucky that Doug was with me cause I have no clue on how to change a tire BUT if he was not with me I would not have had a flat... So we changed the tire (Yes WE! I helped turn the thing to jack up the car!) and got back on the road. I called Doug's parents to meet us at the tire place. We still had a car FULL of groceries so I took the groceries out of mine and put it in theirs while Doug took care of the tire. We left my poor little broke car there to be fixed and took the groceries home. I think it all survived but our day never got much better. Nothing bad happened the rest of the day, except the foreign men in line in front of us at Victoria Secret, but the day never really recovered. We got most our errands done and came back to the house to watch football. I am hoping Auburn and my margarita will help put the cherry on top of the day. :) So lesson learned, NEVER, EVER, for no reason at ALL, skip a Saturday of watching football. You will pay (literally) dearly for it!