Did I tell you about my freak accident?
Lately we’ve been hearing in the news that a lot of accidents have been caused lately by debris in the road.
Well now I’m a witness. Thankfully my incident wasn’t too awful and didn’t cause any injuries or serious damage. But it was freaky.
Last week I was driving on the freeway, next to the car pool lane. There I was, belting loudly (and slightly off key I’m sure) the lyrics of Wagon Wheel right alongside Darius Rucker, when this freak thing happened.
There was a big black object in the road ahead but I only caught a glimpse of it before the car in front of me ran right over it.
It wasn’t until it flipped up in the air and was flying toward my windshield that I realized what it was.
A popped tire.
Thinking that I didn’t want it to come through the window at me, I swerved enough for it to miss the windshield. Instead, it hit my driver’s side view mirror. The mirror bent into the car and shattered my driver’s door window.
I’d heard of safety glass and how they say it breaks up into little pieces but woah. Glass was everywhere!
I’m still astounded that I have my eyesight because I never blinked. I remember seeing the entire thing happen and I swear, I never closed my eyes. Yet I had little glass splinters all up and down my arms and in my face.
No blood. It just stung a little. And it took me about a million years to get all of those splinters out.
It was a little bit crazy. But I’m okay and the window has been replaced and we’re just waiting on the new mirror to come.
Oh, did I mention that it happened to the car we just bought the week before? The new/old twinner car? Yeah, funny how that works. But hey, it could have been so much worse. So I’m not complaining.
But enough of that, lets talk about this cobbler-crisp. Because obviously it needs some explaining.
See, the Husband had been out of town all week and was leaving again this week, so I thought I’d ask him what I should make for dessert to take to our Sunday family get together. He said a cobbler. Or a crisp.
Well which one? Either.
Great. That really helps my innate indecisiveness. Thank you.