I can do it... Right?

So, as usual the CAR Gods Frown upon me. While we have company, and right (a couple days) before I am to go pick up my Mother In-Law at the Airport, what happens?, My Brakes are shot. And quite possibly my Rotors. Fan-friggen-tastic. Now, we just bought Mattresses for the kids (hence indoor stair luge), not cheap, and spent a buttload while family was here cause that's what you do when you have company, you eat out, spend money you don't have... all in the name of entertainment. So I don't exactly just have piles of dough laying around at my disposal and don't really FEEL like shelling out 600 bucks for someone to do a half hour to hour job on my car. I hate how they friggen rip you off. Jackasses. My Dad is a Mechanic. A damn good one, and he has taught my brothers a thing or 2 as well. What the problem? They live 6 hours away, and unless I want to tempt fate and see how cool God thinks I am by driving 6 hours with no brakes, I am going to have to do them my-self. As you might know, I am married to a smokin hot computer geek. That's what he fixes. And I appreciate the hell outta that cause if he couldn't jump to my aid every time my computer craps out, I would be distraught! I mean I DO use it more than my car... =) He changed a brake or 2 back in the Day with his dad, but he doesn't know how to do it either. So.... guess who is going to try her hand at Changing BRAKES? ME!!! Yup. Scary I know. I'm going to have Pops on the speaker phone talking me through, and say a prayer, or 10, that I do it right. I do want to be able to take my kids to Chik'fil'A without risking their lives!!! So, Today I will be ordering parts, and either Tonight or Tomorrow under the watch of my mother -in law, who hubby will now have to leave work to pick up, I will be playing Mechanic. Scary, I know! Wish me luck!