Fender Bender

Keeley and I got into a little accident today. It was completely my fault and I was a mess. Here is the story (sorry its long):

I was leaving Wal-mart. Keeley was screaming. My friend Rebecca believes that they gas the children when you enter Wal-mart because they are always rotten. I was on Main Street headed home where the lanes merge. The traffic was stop and go. I was stopped. We started to go. I was shifting into 2nd and trying to calm my screaming baby when the traffic stopped. I looked up and slammed on my brakes but we didn't stop in time. We hit the back of a truck (A BIG truck).

I waited for a few minutes to see if she was going to pull over but when it became obvious she had no intention of getting off this incredibly busy street I got out of my car (Keeley is still screaming) and asked for her to get off the road. She was obviously upset, and rightfully so, and said no she had already called the police. I called Matt and he agreed with me that I needed to get off the road before I caused a second accident. I was about to go around her when I saw the cop driving up. I waited for him to get there when he immediately said "get your cars off the road."

We pulled off and I got out of my car (Keeley is still screaming). The officer looked at the damage, a small crack in our bumper, and asked if I wanted to file a report. I of course said no. I got Keeley out of the car and within a two minuets he returned with our licence plate cover that was stuck on the ladies hitch. He said "There isn't' any damage to her truck. She doesn't want to file a report she just was concerned that you were talking on your phone while driving (which I wasn't). But when she saw your screaming baby I think she realized that there were other distractions. Okay your free to leave."

Yep that was it. He didn't even ask for my drivers licence or insurance.

What can I say, we were very blessed today. First and foremost nobody got hurt. Secondly, the damage was minor. Thirdly the lady was totally reasonable and didn't get all worked up about it. Fourth the officer could have cared less. I thought for sure I would a ticket. I don't know for what but for something I was sure.

I believe in car karma. Let me explain. I don't think it matters how good of a driver you are your car and you either get along or you don't. My first car was 1984 Jeep Cherokee. It was sweet, plus we had good karma together. I loved that car and I probably would have driven it all through high school but one day it just gave up, another story for another day. My second car was a 98' Ford Taurus. I don't mean to sound ungrateful but I cried the day I got it. It just wasn't as cool as the Jeep. It was called the Mother ship by all my climbing buddies. I drove that car for years but we never got along. Lets see. I backed it into the garage one time, but even better than that I was 17 and trying to put my makeup on as I left the drive way and took the side mirror plus some ;) off with the fence. It would randomly stop running at one point. I think it was the transmission but I could be wrong. One time I even backed a trailer into my car. That is how much we didn't get along. I can't even count how many ticket I got in the car but lots. Then I got the equinox. I love that car, but Matt hates it. I have never had any problems with it. It runs like a charm for me and I can maneuver it so well. Matt on the other hand has bad karma with the Equinox. The only times that car has ever had problems it has been with Matt. I won't share his horror stories I might get in trouble but they are comparable to mine. Today I had switched cars with Matt. I was driving our Saturn. The Saturn and I apparently don't have good karma.

That will be the last time we switch cars! Thanks for letting me embarrass myself to you but I thought it was worth sharing.