Monday starts with a BANG!

Ahhhh…you gotta love Mondays.

my-poor-frozen-ptMine began with dusting off all the snow from my little PT Cruiser, getting her all defrosted and warmed up for the drive to take my girlies to school.  I was down to one girlie left in the car, pulled up to the end of a line of cars stopped at a stoplight, and


We were smashed from the back end!  Poor, poor PT.  :{  Her little taillight is all smashed in, as well as some cracks in the bumper.  But she held her groud pretty well…you should have seen the other car: metal chunks were lying in the road, the grill was completely missing, and the front end bashed inward.  Good, tough little PT. 

The driver of the other car was a young college age guy, who said he had the wind knocked out of him from the impact.  We ended up having 3 police cars, 2 firetrucks, and 2 ambulances arrive at the scene!  We really put on a great show, lol.  I told Emily that I was bummed that I don’t own a camera phone yet…this would make great blogging, lol! 😉  I think the guy will be fine…it didn’t seem too serious.   I’m just a little sore from the jarring, but otherwise okay.  Emily found the whole thing a tad comical.  I can’t speak for our poor PT, though.  I guess the body shop will have to let us in on that little piece of info.

Well…I hope your Monday has started out much better than mine!


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3 Responses to Monday starts with a BANG!

  1. Tami says:

    Sorry to hear about the accident. I just found your site and thought I would say Hi. I am kind of new to loom knitting and just getting a feel for it.

  2. Jenny says:

    Aw, poor PT. I’m glad everyone is alright. Hugs ❤

  3. Karen says:

    I sure hope you got yourself checked out by the Chiro…dang rear endings can catch up to you years later, I know, I had one catch up with me and it is chronic now. It is amazing how something so minor at the time really turns into something so uncomfortable years later.

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