Son of a

ditch.

My poor shnitzle has had a rough couple of weeks... Incident number one.... a little over a week ago my car got backed into. The lady's insurance is going to cover everything, thank goodness. So the headlight/part of the hood/part of the fender/part of the plastic molding around the fog lights is smashed... but will be fixed soon. Aaaaand it wasn't my fault. I wasn't even in my car.

Incident number two.... December 16 will forever be rememberd as the day I went into the ditch for the first time. Needless to say, one of the scariest moments of my life. One second I was going around a curve and the next I was in the ditch. I knocked over a baby tree.... Chris now calls me a heartless tree killer :) When I was sliding I was picturing myself ramming right into the fence....and I was shocked when I stopped a couple feet away. My dad doesn't work far from where I was stuck so he came and drove me out. Luckily my boss understood that I was slightly shook up and let me take the day off.

A little while later my dad noticed tracks right over mine... somebody slid into the same spot I did. I don't feel so stupid now! I guess it could happen to anybody. Oh well... it's a story for the grandkids ;)

Sidenote....actually an extra special sidenote.... my friend Al and her hubby Josh welcomed little Wyatt Jon into the world :) I can't wait to meet him!!! It seems like there are babies everywhere!!