Decisions, decisions, decisions...
Yesterday I took Tyler to school and as I pulled out of the middle school, I had a choice. Not a big choice, very minor actually. If I take a right I will go up through Prosper on FM 1461, if I take a left, I will go down to University. Both ways will get me home, University might be a minute or two faster. Since I wanted to get home and finish up a thing or two before meeting Jenn (Happy Birthday) and some friends for breakfast, I chose left, University. Maris had taken my car in for an oil change and a long overdue cleaning, so I had his work car, which happened to be an H2. The speed limit on University is 60 mph, and there are several stop lights along the way. As I approached Stonebridge, the light turned yellow and the car in front of me went through. I was far enough behind him that there was no way that I was going to make it through, so I stopped. Then I felt a bump. The car behind me didn't stop. Fortunately, no one was injured, but his car (a 2008 Cadillac STS) was smushed. His hood was under the back of the truck. So here is my H2 plug:
It's a tank. There is a reason they use them in the military. It also convinced me that when you are behind the wheel of one, you have a huge responsibility because of the damage you could do if you were the one doing the hitting.
(Those aren't even scratches, they rubbed right off.)
It also made me think about how minor little things that we do or don't do can have a big effect on what happens next. There are no little decisions. I was also grateful when I was standing on University and Stonebridge waiting for the police to come, that I had decided to comb my hair, put on makeup, wear a bra and get dressed instead of going over in my jammies!
PS, when I dropped Tyler off today, I chose to turn right...
Tyler plays on Thursday nights now, and he got to be involved in the coin toss again.
He is getting so tall. He can almost look me straight in the eye, and I am not short. It is funny to me to see him in comparison to others out on the field. (he's 83).
We won 30-14. They are doing really well this year!
PPS. How 'bout them Utes?? :o)
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That jib jab was awesome ... Ryan was laughing hysterically ... he even clapped at the end. I love that Barrack was riding a unicorn! Hilarious!!
Hummers rock! Glad you're ok and walked away injury free (if you're sore at all, you know where to go ;)
I am so glad you are ok!
Hey did you get my email with my address?
Enough about the Hummer...what about the dork behind you who didn't stop? What was he (she?) thinking?...that you were just going to plow through the red light? I hate bad drivers!
It was an honest mistake, he was an older gentleman and he was so sweet. I felt bad for him...he was very nice. It was his first accident ever, he was not a bad driver.
*smile* that's my worst fear evey day when I take Corb to school in my PJ's. Glad you are ok.
My boys ar 6'2" and 6'1" and still growing. Rick is 5' 9 1/2" (can't forget the 1/2) and I'm 5'6" they call us their dwarf parents. It is so strange to look up and discipline.
so glad that you are o.k!
I'm glad you are okay. Thanks for the food for thought about the decisions we make.
I hit a lady like that when I was 16. She didn't have a hummer but thank goodness it didn't damage her car. Dang it for the cute boy at the gas station. I thought my foot was on the break and opps...just a little nudge. I didn't tell my dad [it was his car] until he brought it up a few years later.
It's crazy that all those little decisions, change our path forever.
Come to Utah and let's go to a Utes game! Missin' ya'll.
SCARY ANDREA! I am so glad that you were in Indestructo! Too bad for the nerd who hit you. You'd think he'd be a little more careful driving such a fancy car as he was!
OK, that wasn't very nice of me. I have often been the nerd (4 times to be exact...) so I take that back. Just hope he has a great insurance policy.
I am not even going to share my car accident that I had in Logan, Utah during Javier's bike race! My fault! I laughed outloud when I read your post about making the right decision that morning. Angelica stopped and asked me why I was laughing. I told her she will laugh when she is a mom running her kids to school every morning!
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