Remember how I said we were going to be a one-car family? How I was going to take up the cause of saving the world by walking to the grocery store and possibly saving a few spotted owls along the way? Yeah. Well, then this happened:

We were rear-ended on the highway last night coming home from an out-of-town event. In the grand picture of it all, we are so very lucky. It was the kind of accident that could have taken a very bad turn, but we were spared. Our baby girl is fine. My spine feels like a Dutch pretzel but nothing is broken. Our car sustained a butt-kicking.

I’m left with the last vision of our car, strapped to the back of the departing tow truck: bolts and bits bouncing onto the roadway as two loose flaps of plastic and metal waved farewell in the wind. I couldn’t help but bust out laughing.

WTF? You know? Here we are, with all our crap on the side of the road as we wait for a friend to pick us up and get us home. Didn’t feel so independent at that moment.

2 thoughts on “Oops!

  1. Hi MomZombie,

    Wow, that’s some scary stuff — glad you are okay. Have you been to a chiropractor or doctor to make sure? My best friend is a chiropractor and he scolded me to death over my (ahem, self-imposed) fender-bender. Hope you truly are okay.

    Thanks for visiting Foolery today, and OH YES, you are on the BlogHus Blog Roll. For whatever that’s worth. We can be the cool kid wannabes standing out in the parking lot, smoking (or pretending to smoke, in my case).


    — Laurie @ Foolery

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