I feel a little better. Moira is at a friend's house. Olivia ran around out front while I mowed the lawn. After that, I turned on the sprinkler and she had a blast going through that. I was able to clean out my garden, which looks like total shit this year. I have a lot of work to do to clean it up for next year. Dinner tonight will be BBQ chicken drums, pasta salad and fresh corn on the cob. Yummy!
Friday Five baby! 1. Do you have a car? If so, what kind of car is it? I drive a 5 speed 2002 Hyundai Santa Fe (LOVE it!) and Paul drives a 1996 Saturn 2. Do you drive very often? All the time. I prefer to drive 3. What's your dream car? Hmm - a car, possibly a Volvo C40 convertible, top of the line Mercedes or BMW 4. Have you ever received a ticket? BAHahahahahaha! Heeeeeeeeeeee! Oh boy ::wiping eyes:: That's a funny one. The answer:yes. Several. 5. Have you ever been in an accident? Yes. The accident happened about 2 years ago at 1245am while I was driving home from my computer sales job on the Garden State Parkway. I was rear ended (I was doing 70) by a 2000 Corvette (who was doing 95+). He and his buddy, who was driving a white BMW, were racing. The BMW zipped around me and cut me off. The Vette, well... didn't. He smashed me into the concrete barriers dividing the north and southbound lanes. We were apparently connected from the impact, according to witnesses. We hit something and it spun me back across 3 lanes, breaking me and the other car apart, into the guard rail. I was driving a compact car (Plymouth Sundance) at the time. It was totalled as well as the asshole's vette. It was all over in about 10-15 seconds. I remember the airbags blowing up in my face. I remember screaming at the top of my lungs "Oh my God, Oh my God", over and over again. But, when the car stopped moving, I was able to open the driver's side door and get out. I thought the car would explode or something. Thank GOD there was hardly any traffic or I probably would have been killed. I had minor injuries, a few scrapes and a couple burns from the airbag. The asshole asked me, "Are you ok?" I started screaming at him. "Are you fucking joking? LOOK at my car! You fucking idiot!" He looked like Headwound Harry. I don't know if he had his belt on or not. Idiot.