First, a brief Jessie Update: Day 11 and still no sign of a gluten reaction. The girl continues to have a little gluten party for herself.
Now for the REAL topic of the day:
Ever feel like something in your life is jinxed? I’m a religious person and, in general, we aren’t supposed to believe in those sorts of things. My thoughts, however, are beginning to stray.
I love my little Toyota Rav4. We purchased it new in 2002, opting for a stick shift because it would be more fun for me. The car has not let me down.
Unfortunately, signs of things to come began a couple of years ago when Jeff was involved in an accident on a one-lane dirt road, far into the woods of Virginia. He damaged my baby! I forgave him and we quickly had it repaired.
One year later, Jeff is taking my car to the airport at dusk one morning to catch a flight. Unfortunately, some deer must have been heading to the airport as well because the two collided. See Exhibit “A” below:
Fast forward to this past November. This is something we rarely discuss at the dinner table or any other time as it’s still a very sensitive subject. Jessie had just gotten her learners permit and, well, let’s just say that she had a little trouble shifting and steering at the same time. See exhibit “B” below:
I was in the passenger seat when Exhibit “B” occurred. It happened in slow motion, literally, and a stream of words poured from my mouth that I didn’t even knew existed.
Reasoning: We mulled over the situation and decided that since we have two teenagers, one being a 19 year old male, we would pay out-of-pocket for the repairs. No need to make our insurance go sky high. We also made the decision that, as smart as Jessie is, she really isn’t cut out for the multi-tasking role of keeping the car on the road and not hitting anything. “Why repair the car now?” we ask, “She’ll probably hit something else before she gets the hang of it anyway.” (This is heartless, but true) By the way, Jeff has a company car that the kids aren’t allowed to drive – smart move on the company’s part.
Fast forward to last Friday. I pick Jessie up from school and head to Target. We are sitting at the stop light, on the highway exit ramp when suddenly we’re thrown forward. See exhibit “C” below:
I simply CAN NOT believe this has happened. My cute little car now has only one good side, excluding the roof. Anyway, as one officer is writing the report, his partner walks around my car and proceeds to say, “Ma’am, I think your car is jinxed.” I laugh and he looks at me, dead serious, and says, “I’m not kidding. That stuff happens, ya know.”
Last Saturday Jeff and I spent the day car shopping. What about Jessie? She will be seen driving the oldest, cheapest, most beat up Volvo wagon that we can find.