Wednesday, January 21, 2009
How Naughty Jack Caused Me to Roll the Car
DISCLAIMER: I AM OKAY, THE BABY IS OKAY, BAILEY IS OKAY, JACK IS OKAY, my car is not okay
I had a moment to pause as I lay there on my side staring out the passenger-side window, now above me, breathing the acrid smoke of the recently deployed airbag, wondering "How did I get here?"
It started with our first deep snow. At least a foot. Our dog Jack, who had some trouble when we first brought him home, has successfully urinated outside all summer and fall. Snow up to his eyeballs seems to have set him back. I don't blame him really. If I had two inch legs, I wouldn't want to squat in the cold to do my business either. But, we can't have pee all over the floor, so he was relegated to his kennel. By the time, I got home from work that day, I could smell the aroma of his urine-soaked doggy-bed all the way down stairs. I am sure he had been saving it up. The thought did cross my mind that I probably shouldn't put such a bulky item in our second-hand washer. I did anyway, only to find in the spinner, that would no longer spin, half-washed, green stuffing and 20 gallons of water that would not drain.
Derick has been working so hard that the washer would just have to wait. Thankfully, Derick's dad came out this last Saturday to diagnose the problem and locate a new washer belt. As penance for my misdeeds, I thought I would be helpful and pick up the belt before Derick got home from work. I loaded up the dogs, filled the car with gas, and started down the highway. Drifted snow covered spots of the black-top, but I was just congratulating myself on how well I could drive in the snow. Next thing I knew, I encountered black ice, spun 360 degrees, and ended up in the ditch with my tires in the air.
So there I was, still in my seat belt, covered in peanuts from the canister I keep in the car, wondering. I looked into the back seat to see Bailey wondering too, terrified and wondering. I looked at Jack. The only thought that registered on his face was, "OOH peanuts!"
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6 comments:
That is so scary!!! What a blessing that you and the baby are ok!!!
I find that the worst thing any one can ever do is explicitly praise or congratulate any particular or sudden improvement. It is inevitable that a worsening of the situation will soon suddenly occur. For example never say out loud "You know *insert childs name* has been really good lately. I don't remember the last time we had a tantrum." Because without warning you will be dealing with a major tantrum, shaking your head and saying "I can't believe that just happened." Ergo never praise good driving. You do not want to mess with that stuff.
Glad you are ALL well.
Firstly, I'm glad you, bub and dogs are ok.
When I was pregnant with Ailish I was involved in a number of car accidents, one in particular involved me driving my bosses car trying to take on a tram - needless to say the tram won.
Blame it on the hormones.
ari....wise gal putting the disclaimer first....much appreciated. so glad you're ok - so glad that bubby was still tucked in safe and sound and not out grappling for peanuts like jack!
love you both...oops...love you 3. and i don't mean the dogs.
Well my love, your phone call prepared me for reading this in your blog. I am so glad you are well. That is my one worry when I am so far away that I will really be needed and be too far away. Stay safe and warm and have Derick give you all a hug for me....mum xoxox
I heard you totaled your car, but that was a scary accident. So, are you having a shower? If not, I'll do one for you. Congrats on the baby boy...I was right! Ha ha! Have you thought of any names?
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