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Caution: Bridges May Ice In Cold Weather

Neither of us had to work today because all of the schools in the area were closed! Yay! But I had my 28 week appointment at the doctor. Jon offered to drive me since it was icy out and the roads were dangerous. We went to the appointment, then went to Target and by the library (which was closed because of the weather.) We were on our way back home and driving down I-30. There were small patches of ice along the way, but nothing major except along the edges of the bridges where nobody drove.
Well, our left tires got on some of that ice on one of those bridges and we started to swerve. Jon tried to get out of the swerve, but we hit the retaining wall, which sent us spinning. We then spun back into the road, hitting the side of an 18-wheeler, which sent us spinning again, and the guy behind us hit us. Somehow with all of this spinning and hitting, we were only damaged on the front end.
My head hurt for a little while because I grabbed that handle up over my window and hit my head on my thumb joint - you know, that hard one where your thumb connects to your hand. Jon got a burn on his right thumb from the airbag. It's still bothering him pretty badly and he's treating it with cold packs, tylenol, and aloe. I called my doctor to see if I needed to come in since I hadn't had any trauma to the belly. (Neither of us even hit the airbags - guess the seatbelts worked!) The doctor said that as long as I was still feeling the baby move (which I am) and wasn't experiencing any severe cramping or bleeding (which I'm not), I was alright.
God really protected us and we came out really well in several different areas. Everyone was driving slowly because of the ice and the traffic was really spaced out so there wasn't a chain reaction or anything. We didn't get a ticket for the accident, I'm guessing because it was caused by ice. We already got the reimbursement check for the towing ($245!!!) and the insurance said that our insurance should only go up around $40 per 6 months because of the cancelation of the Good Driver Discount or whatever it's called.
My camera batteries were almost completely dead, so I just got a short video of the front of the car. (For some reason, it takes less battery power to make a video than take a picture.) Here it is:



Simply amazing that was all the damage.

It Happened Again

Look at me... two posts in a night! What?!

What do I mean "it happened again"? Melting one of those cheap blue plastic plates that someone gave us for our wedding? Or destroying something with the burner at the bottom of the dishwasher? Either one works really.
Somehow this plate fell to the bottom of the dishwasher and melted. Hmph.

Tire Suicide

Thursday afternoon my back right tire was really low on air, so my boss man, who happens to own an air compressor, inflated my tire. I just figured it had gotten low since it hadn't been inflated in three months. It seems it was the same problem that I had with my last two flat tires. Luckily my last two flat tires happened while my car was sitting in the parking lot at our apartment in Texarkana and in the parking lot at my school in Texarkana. Not so with this one. I was driving 65mph on 630 in Little Rock. And my tire committed suicide. I had my windows open while driving to save gas on air conditioning and heard a really loud noise. I thought it might be my tire, but then I thought it was the car next to me. I slowed down a little to see if it got louder when they passed me, but no, my car then started to shake. Well, gotta get over to the right lane. At that particular place there was actually no shoulder, so I had keep driving just a little further until the shoulder appeared.
Thanks to the designers of the freeway, the very narrow shoulder goes right up against a hill up to the street there, so there was NO room. I climbed over and got out of the passenger side. I called Jon, who was way out in Egypt at his school working on his classroom, but could be there in 20 minutes. I called my sister-in-law to see where her husband was, but he was out at their house, just as far away. She called my father-in-law, who happened to be on his way home from work and would pass by in about 10 minutes.
At this point I started unloading my COMPLETELY FULL trunk into the backseat of my car to get to the spare tire. (I keep a bunch of education stuff in there for the boys.) A few minutes later, BUD, some guy, pulled up and jumped out of his truck. "Please don't murder me." I told him it was ok - that my father-in-law was coming in a few minutes, and he said he could have it fixed before he got there. "Please don't murder me." He grabbed stuff out of the back of his truck and I continued to unload the trunk. Just as he finished fixing it, my father-in-law pulled up behind us. Bud said, "Told you I could fix it before he got here!" And he drove off. "Bye! Thanks for not murdering me!"


In Case You Didn't Know...

First, sorry about the laziness in posting recently. There are a bunch of things I've wanted to post, but haven't. I was also in Fort Worth all weekend for Mother's Day/Mom's birthday/my birthday, but more on that later.

In case you didn't know, if a wooden spoon happens to fall through the drawer in the dishwasher and make it to the bottom, it is possible for it to land on the heating element, start burning, make the kitchen start to smell, and make you think "Who's burning marshmallows?" or for your husband to ask "Are you making sausage?"

Sorry For Almost Trying To Kill One of You

I have this nifty little thingamajig from circa 1974 that I use to chop up nuts when baking. (It's way cheaper than buying the already chopped up nuts.)

View from bottom of chopper:

View from top-a-chopper:

Well, I was getting things ready to make another delicious cheesecake for a Sunday School thing tomorrow night. The recipe called for pecans so I got my huge bag of pecans out of the freezer. (A student gave them to me from his pecan orchard last Christmas and I've had them in the freezer since then.) Apparently pecans are WAY harder than walnuts, the nut I usually use in recipes, because I was having a really difficult time getting the chopper to work.
I finally got my 3/4 of a cup of nuts and mixed it in with the rest of the cheesecake topping. As I was mixing it together though, I spotted something shiny in there...

WHAT THE...? What is that?! After a moment of pondering... Ah! One of the tines of the chopper! Yep. Nuts were so hard they broke part of my 35 year old chopper! Boo! Then my mind raced to the thought of what would have happened if I didn't see that in there before putting it in the oven. That would have been HORRIBLE!
So, Sunday School girls, be glad that I found it. I ended up with a cheesecake that I think is going to be one of the best yet. And so I present the completely metal shard-free finished cheesecake:

Mmmmm!
(Yeah. Picture's blurry. What of it?)

Watch Out For Curbs

I'm a good driver. I've never caused an accident and have never been pulled over. Every little dent and scratch on my 1994 Honda Accord is due to other people being too close to me in a parking lot or something. Until today. I've never been good at judging the distance to the curb when parking my car. This is an old picture of my car...

Notice that there is a black piece of plastic under the front left side, but not the front right side. This is due to the fact that I repeatedly ran the front of the car into curbs, eventually knocking that whole side loose and it ripping off about a year and a half ago. That was lovely.
Well today I was taking D to the park and pulled up a little too far once again. It hit the curb and I backed up, but I heard a new horrible sound that I'd never heard when backing off the curb before. The looks on the faces of the people sitting on the bench at the park weren't too promising either. When I got out of the car, this is what I saw...





The curb grabbed the lip under my car and just pulled the whole thing forward, breaking the little plastic pieces on either side that were attaching it to the part above it. Apparently this depth perception error is going to cost quite a lot because apparently that whole bottom piece of the car will need to be replaced. I'm going to start backing into parking spots.

Update: I took my car to Car Repair Guy this morning and he said he can fix it for about $100! Yay! That's better than a lot of bigger numbers.

Sometimes...

...when you get back into town from Thanksgiving last week, the milk gets dropped outside the apartment and makes its way down the parking lot.


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Oops

This is what happens when two college educated people decide that the best idea for cooking a popcorn bag that appears to possibly have a hole in it is to put it on a very cheap plastic plate in the microwave. And so I present Eight Pictures Of The Same Thing:




Jack's checkin' it out.

Mmmmm! Popcorn butter!

Jack's still eating it, but the real focus is WHAT THE CRAP IS WRONG WITH MY THUMB?!

He's sticking his tongue out again!

Yep. It's a hole.

My favorite Survivor character is in the hole now.

THE END.

And in case you were wondering, the popcorn DID have a hole in it, but popped anyway.