Well, that was certainly a day. Or two.
Last night the storm blew out our power. Boo.
But our power came back at bedtime, so we weren't boiled in our beds. Yay!
But when I turned on my computer, I found we had no phone/TV/Internet. Boo.
But I was able to go spend a couple of hours at my in-laws and get some work done via their wifi. Yay!
Then I went to pick up Barak from camp and with both kids in our brand new car A FUCKING DEER SMASHED INTO THE SIDE OF MY BRAND NEW GODDAMNED CAR.
::facepalm:: Seriously, universe? Seriously?
Kids and I are both fine, if a bit shaken. The car THAT IS LESS THAN TWO WEEKS OLD has a smashed window (which smashed all over Barak, yay for safety glass), dented window frame, some dents in the doors, and a side mirror frame that's a bit dented.
Long story short, I pulled over, shook for a few seconds, checked to make sure the kids weren't bleeding or anything, brushed the glass off both of them, pulled out their car seats and shook the glass out of them, and then drove away (as directed by the nice policeman) so I wouldn't get hit.
(We were on the not-full-size shoulder of a fairly busy road, so he was 100% correct.)
I must say that turning around in my seat and looking at my shocked little boy covered in safety glass does not make for my favorite day ever. And now I know that safety glass breaking makes a really really big noise. Really big. Like "lightning and thunder hitting at the same time right over your head" big.
For that final amusing touch, as I was driving away, with Barak now in the third row seat and Yael still in her seat, I heard the tinkling of a few more pieces of glass falling down. And Yael said, "Mommy, I think a tooth just fell down."
"It's just the glass falling, sweetie."
"No, I really think it's a tooth."
And sure enough, I'm now the proud owner of about four deer teeth and a chunk of jaw. And yes, I made Avi get me that chunk of jaw, because damn it, I'm going to use it in an archaeology demonstration at some point. Or drill a hole in it and hang it off my mirror.
My father-in-law, however, wins the day today for his comment when he called to make sure I was okay: "And the worst part is that you can't even eat the deer!" Damn right, Sam. I would cook that sucker up as nice venison steaks if I had the option.
Avi wins second place, though, for pointing out that the shopping center I called him from is the same one the car dealer is in! So all I had to do was drive to the other side of the parking lot and park the car at the dealer to get it fixed. Avi then proceeded to cannibalize a couple of pieces of equipment in our house and fix the Internet so I could typing this to you now. So he's in my good graces for the moment.
On that note, I kinda want a shower before bed, but I'm coming off my adrenaline high, so I think I'm going to fall over into the bed. I hope y'all had more deer-free days than me.
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But our power came back at bedtime, so we weren't boiled in our beds. Yay!
But when I turned on my computer, I found we had no phone/TV/Internet. Boo.
But I was able to go spend a couple of hours at my in-laws and get some work done via their wifi. Yay!
Then I went to pick up Barak from camp and with both kids in our brand new car A FUCKING DEER SMASHED INTO THE SIDE OF MY BRAND NEW GODDAMNED CAR.
::facepalm:: Seriously, universe? Seriously?
Kids and I are both fine, if a bit shaken. The car THAT IS LESS THAN TWO WEEKS OLD has a smashed window (which smashed all over Barak, yay for safety glass), dented window frame, some dents in the doors, and a side mirror frame that's a bit dented.
Long story short, I pulled over, shook for a few seconds, checked to make sure the kids weren't bleeding or anything, brushed the glass off both of them, pulled out their car seats and shook the glass out of them, and then drove away (as directed by the nice policeman) so I wouldn't get hit.
(We were on the not-full-size shoulder of a fairly busy road, so he was 100% correct.)
I must say that turning around in my seat and looking at my shocked little boy covered in safety glass does not make for my favorite day ever. And now I know that safety glass breaking makes a really really big noise. Really big. Like "lightning and thunder hitting at the same time right over your head" big.
For that final amusing touch, as I was driving away, with Barak now in the third row seat and Yael still in her seat, I heard the tinkling of a few more pieces of glass falling down. And Yael said, "Mommy, I think a tooth just fell down."
"It's just the glass falling, sweetie."
"No, I really think it's a tooth."
And sure enough, I'm now the proud owner of about four deer teeth and a chunk of jaw. And yes, I made Avi get me that chunk of jaw, because damn it, I'm going to use it in an archaeology demonstration at some point. Or drill a hole in it and hang it off my mirror.
My father-in-law, however, wins the day today for his comment when he called to make sure I was okay: "And the worst part is that you can't even eat the deer!" Damn right, Sam. I would cook that sucker up as nice venison steaks if I had the option.
Avi wins second place, though, for pointing out that the shopping center I called him from is the same one the car dealer is in! So all I had to do was drive to the other side of the parking lot and park the car at the dealer to get it fixed. Avi then proceeded to cannibalize a couple of pieces of equipment in our house and fix the Internet so I could typing this to you now. So he's in my good graces for the moment.
On that note, I kinda want a shower before bed, but I'm coming off my adrenaline high, so I think I'm going to fall over into the bed. I hope y'all had more deer-free days than me.
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comments. Please feel free to comment either here or there.