So, this morning kinda SUCKED a little. To stat with, I had an extra body at my house last night, and that added to the usual morning routine, getting an extra person out of bed, etc.
However, Matt left for work on time, and I proceeded to get showered and prepare for the day. When, at about 5:30, the husband called and sent me scrambling for the phone so as not to wake the two sleeping boys. I answer the phone to this:
"So, I just tore up the Buick."
What? Wait, huh? Yeah, on his way to work, the hubs got blindsided by a deer, about 150 yards from the spot where he hit a deer with the same car about two years ago (with only minor damage).
When I tell people that I deer hunt, they don't quite get it. A girl? Deer hunting? Well, if there was ever a good reason for hunting, this is one.
Despite the hole in the radiator (and the engine that we replaced only 2 years ago), he managed to limp it home to retrieve his truck and get back to work, calling in to the police dispatch to report it on the way. I went out to meet him and take a few pictures of it, and then turned back to the house and stopped dead in my tracks with a resounding, "SHIT!!!"
I wonder how many tires I am going to lose before we find all the screws and nails left in our yard from the siding project.....
Yep, that's MY car. Fortunately it is not one of the new tires I just had put on the front two weeks ago.
It would be a really good day to play hookey and drink all day.....is it beer o'clock yet?
(By the way, the insurance company will most likely total the car. Ironic that we just gave his old work car to our niece for her 16th birthday last month....)