Saturday, October 16, 2010

Really -- It was one of those days.

Driving into the city first we hit traffic enough to constipate a dinosaur. Then 40 minutes, and 3 miles later, the parking garage in sight, someone hit us.

We were stopped for pedestrians crossing against the light, then tap! Or more like slam! Who would think pedestrians would do that; just bustle out in front of traffic? Who would think a very nice young man would hit us? It happens.

The bright side: No one was hurt. My ten year old Rig has a dent. (She doesn't look brand new anymore.) I'm hitting the half century mark and this was my first real accident. There was the time about 31 years ago... I backed into a fire hydrant while driving my parent's station wagon. But that doesn't count, right? And the scouts enjoyed the circus...

Parish picnic set up and birthday sleepover today; rolling, rolling, rolling, keep those days a rolling.


Tammy H. said...

Sorry to hear about the collision - but thankful that no one was hurt.

P.H. said...

Thanks :-)