My car is a magnet....

I was rear-ended today. Ok, you pervs get your head out of the gutter! Another car hit my car.

Here is what happened...
Lil'babs and I were headed to my mon's house. She lives about 2 1/2 miles from me. We pulled out onto a street and a about half way down I see a black dog in the median. I was in the left lane. I slowed down because I was sure he would head into my lane. He did. I came to a stop and laid on my horn so he would get out of the street. At that moment I heard screeching and looked in my rearview mirror and saw a minivan about to hit me. Not much I could really do at that point. BAM! It was hard. First thing, I look back to check on lil'babs. She starts crying hysterically. I asked her if she is ok and she says she is scared. I told her don't worry mommy is here. I explained what had happened. I got out and asked the lady if she minded if we move to a different rode that does not have so much traffic. She agrees. We exchanged our info. Luckily she is insured. Police came ...didn't do much. Ambulance and fire truck came and left. Lady got back in her van and left. She never apologized. She was more concerned about finding the dog that caused the accident to see if he had tags. SAhe thought the dog caused the accident? How about looking in front of you when you are driving lady? Her insurance adjuster will look at my car tomorrow. When we got to my moms I immediately started the phone calls to get my car taken care of. Lil'babs fell asleep, poor thing. Adjuster will look at my car tomorrow. It is mainly the bumper got pushed in pretty good.

Here's what is weird. A friend of mine got rear-ended last weekend. A black dog was out in the rode ahead of her. A Tahoe didn't see that she stopped and rear-ended her. Although, the Tahoe did some really bad damage to her car. The insurance company totalled it. She went to the doc yesterday and has whiplash. Hers was much worse than mine. Oh and she drove a Grand Am and I drive a Grand Prix. Weird, eh?

To top it all off, I had planned on getting some homework done today...that didn't happen!

~Jeers to the lady who didn't look where she was going and rear-ended me and didn't apologize!
~Cheers - one good thing that has come of this is that I will drive to Houston next weekend in a rental instead of putting the miles on my car!

Here's to praying for a peaceful night's rest.

Breathe....

This has been the most stressful week of school yet....
Why did I say yet? Am I expecting more stress? I hope not, but it is inevitable.

It seems like all of the professors have this secret club in which they all set their calenders in line with each other. "HA HA HA they say(in the wicked witch voice). Let's make everything due on the same week. This will weed out the weak from the strong! We'll get you my little pretty, and your little dog, too. HA HA HA"

I was so stressed out Wed. morn that my left eye started twitching. Like every other minute. Lovely, ain't it?

The count down is on!
6 more weeks of theis semester left... -breathe-
6 more weeks of this semester left.... -breathe-
6 more weeks of this semester left... -breathe-

Bring it on Mr. Sandman!

I am so tired. Lil'babs was sick this weekend. I went to bed at 11:30 last night. She woke me up 3 times wanting more water. Around 4:30 she woke up and I had to help her go to the bathroom. She did not go back to sleep until 5:30, keeping me awake at the same time. She finally fell back asleep around 5:30 and my alarm goes off at 6am. I spent 8 hours at school today and have been trying to do homework tonight for the past hour and 42 min. I have ohhhhh approximately a million things due on Wed., but I am too tired to see straight. I think I will just go to bed and worry about it all tomorrow. I just pray we have a sleepful night tonight.

Like mother, like daughter...

So I noticed that I started the last three posts with "ok", so I am not doing that this time. LOL!

I started early loving the ice cream truck (I called it the Goody Bus). Ice cream flows through my veins. As it does with the rest of my family on my father's side. We always have ice cream in the icebox (yes it is called an icebox, not the fridge). Anyways, I could hear the goody bus miles away and would run to my mom or dad and beg for 2 quarters (yes, I'm old, it was only 50 cents back then) so I would be ready when it showed up. Sometimes, ok most of the time, I would end up misplacing (losing) the money and would have to beg for more. My mom would sometimes tell me "we have ice cream in the icebox". Are you kidding? It's definitely not the same.

So am I surprised that my lil'babs is this way?
Tonight, just after dinner lil'babs comes running in to the office hysterical that the ice cram truck just past our house and that she really needs some from him. She literally has tears rolling down her cheek , afraid that I'll tell her no. How was I suppose to tell her that we already have ice cream in the icebox? I even know it's not the same, how could I expect her to settle for it? So, I tell her to run grab some shoes and I'll grab mine. We ran out the door to the car. Yes, I was going to chase down the ice cream truck for my little girl!! We went 4 blocks south. Nothing. We went back to go north past the house. I told her not to be disappointed if we can't find him. We pulled up to an intersection and there he was two blocks to the west. YES! We chased him down and I flashed my brights at him (this was at dusk and probably 55 degrees outside). He pulls over. I am not even in Park yet and my daughter has her door flung open. She is there explaining to the driver how we have been looking for him...her door is still wide open. I shell out $2.75 for a chocolate shortcake and a chocolate dip cone, both Blue Bell...yum! And yes, it is different than what I have in the ice box, it is always better from the goody bus!!

The funny thing is...for the past year if you ask lil'babs what she wants to be when she grows up? She'll tell you an ice cream truck driver...no joke!

A picture is worth a thousand words...or at least a few choice words

Ok, I was pissed about this one!

Does this look like my car is parked on the crosswalk? Does it look like I am impeding the intesection? I don't think so!

The officer who wrote the ticket thought so! I would have accepted it if I thought I was in the wrong. Clearly I am not. I even got out of my car and checked both ends of the car to make sure I wasn't hanging over the sidewalk and that the person behind me had enough room to get out. If it wasn't for mid-term week I would have fought it in court. But I sent in the $10 instead. It would have been worth it just to fight for the principle of it, I just didn't have the time.

Jeers to this city who must have needed that $10 more than I did, a poor unemployed student and single mom. Hmmph!

Bunko

Ok, so I've seen it spelled Bunko and Bunco. Which is it? Does anyone else play this game? I play with 11 other women, 10 of which are quite a bit older than me. http://www.worldbunco.com/

Anyways, I have been playing with them for about 7 years. We play once a month. You would think that after 7 years I would remember which table to move to for the next set? I think between those of us drinking and there are a few of us that are nuts (names not included to protect the innocent) we have to keep little signs on the table that gives directions on whether or not we move to the next table or if we stay.

I didn't win crap tonight. 5 people walk away with a prize each time, so the odds are good. Just not tonight.

We should have just played drinking games!

Virgin

Ok, so I am a virgin to the blogging world. I am not sure if I even set this thing up right. I guess we'll see. I feel a little lost. I guess I'll just jump right in with both feet and get a little wet. I am going to post this and see if it works.

A virgin no more....