Further adventures in the busted up SUV...

Well my day didn't end quite as I had planned on Wednesday. We were selling our TV. Steve wants a flat screen to put on the wall after he graduates class. The guy came to get it, but brought a little car. That TV is not little; it's a 32" Sony. It weighs a bunch. I offered to take it downtown for him to put into his friends truck. It wasn't far to drive and I had to run some errands anyways that would be on my way back so I figured what the heck.

We got it dropped off and then started back home. I stopped at the gas station to fill up my very empty Suburban, where I paid $2.55 a gallon instead of 3.87 like we had been a month or so ago! Got back on the road and headed towards Baker where I needed to stop at the music shop for a metronome for Britney. I was passing by the airport where there is a new Coke-a-Cola plant being built and traffic was stop and go. The guy in front of me had dim tail lights so I was trying to watch that, plus the sun was VERY bright shinning down on the back of his truck so I'm sure that didn't help.

I noticed that I was getting a little close at one point and slowed down, then I had to slow down really fast and swerve when I saw he was suddenly stopping. I swerved off into the grassy median and barely missed his truck end by like 6-8 inches. I swear I thought I was going to hit him, but I didn't and breathed a quick sigh of relief, when I was suddenly hit from behind. I guess the guy behind me had the same problem and ran up on us pretty quick and because I was already off the side, he couldn't really go any further over to avoid me. Poor guy. He was pretty shaken up and was so apologetic. He was driving a Ford F150 and it was totalled. He had to have it towed. My whole back end is shot on the truck and so is the side panel on the back right hand side. It's bent up.

Atleast he was carrying full coverage. His insurance company was quick and got me into a rental on Wednesday evening! It's a nice little Kia Sedona mini van. It's quite sporty looking and it's been nice to drive so far. They are supposed to be towing my truck today to have it looked at.


I'm bummed that my soccer ball magnet on the back won't come off in one piece...it got smashed too hard and is now stuck on there, LOL. And my 'homeschooled honor student sticker' is a goner. I'm going to just have to order new ones later.

Oh and I'm am ticked at the Sherriff's office. A deputy stopped right after we had the accident, checked us out, then left and said that a Baton Rouge Police officer would be out to help us soon. We waited there for over 2 hours for someone to come out and record the accident. It was rediculous! A few people called 911 atleast 6 different times to try and get someone out. The cops told us that they had just received the call at around 1:55 pm. The accident happened at like 12:30. The kids and I were headed to get something to eat as we were on our way back to run our errands and they were starving by the time the cops showed up. Of course I had called Steve at work to let him know what happened though I had to leave a message to be relayed since I can't reach him at work. I made sure to tell the guy taking the message that: "we were in an accident, we were okay, and to put down specifically that it wasn't my fault". I knew that would be something Steve would be worried about since he says I drive like a nut. LOL. They convinced Steve to just go ahead and leave work so he met us out there and took the kids and Sophie home. I had taken her with us because she loves to go places and is so good in the truck when we go.

Not much better on Friday either...

Well Friday sure didn't start off any better than Thursday ended! I got up late since I didn't sleep well-thank you arthritis! One can't get up late on a farm...people seem to think that animals aren't all that bright, or that they don't have feelings...well let me tell you, I can tell the difference between: "Hey here comes the food everyone!" and "Hey, you are late and we are starving! Don't you have any compassion for us poor animals!? We're withering out here!". All 5 different kinds of animals and make each statement well known to me, LOL!

So I get everyone fed and headed int to change my shorts and wash down my legs, thanks to two pigs who decided it would be a great payback to run their snotty slobbery little mouths all over my legs and then run under me causing me to fall backwards into the dirt. I promised them that I'd not be late again! Though if I happen to be, I'll just throw the feed over the fence and go! :-)

I got the kids together to get started school work. Jacob wanted to fuss about the work he had. We'd skipped Thursday and so we had to double up or do it on Saturday and they both wanted it done since they wanted to go to their church activity that morning and not have to come home to school work that afternoon. He got busy after a while and it was heading into lunch. I wanted the Crab cake that I'd bought at Whole Foods the day before. They make some yummy ones there. J and I both love them. I put it in my little cast iron skillet (I love cast iron!) and got out the Remoulade sauce that I wanted to have with it. I went to shake it and I swear that lid was on; I'd checked it twice the day before after Jacob used it. Lets just say that it wasn't on good enough! It went EVERYWHERE! I was really shaking it I guess...it was all over the kitchen and dining room floor, refrigerator, back door, walls, counter doors, drawers, counter tops, and lastly my hair and one whole side of my shirt from shoulder to hip! Good Grief!

You know people have blogs about all the crazy things their kids manage to get into and do like this mom of 6 kids . I love her blog and pop in from time to time to read what's going on with her. I, personally, could have a whole blog entirely devoted to my goofy, clumsy, accident prone self. I kind of have a no holds bar approach to doing things. I tend to get right in there and get it done...unfortunately I do a doozy to myself in the process. I can normally count at least 4 bruises on my body at any given time and I might only remember how I got 1 of them. I can go through a box of band-aids in less than two weeks...it's pitiful really.

I do have to say that my day got a little better after the Remoulade incident. Britney offered to help me clean it up after the initial shocked look on my face wore off, but she only succeeded in smearing it around and that stuff is greasy. I thanked her and offered her something else to do instead so I could get it done quickly. She graciously accepted and I headed off for a mop bucket and a few rags...