So...the weekend...

[soldiergrrrl]

Started badly and only got worse from there.

To wit: 



I was hoping to find out today if it's repairable or not.  *sigh*

I'm okay, I'm already seeing a doc for ouchies and sore muscles and I've cried my head off a few times.  This was a present from John, the first car bought for me because he simply thought it would make me happy.  Not because it was practical, not because it was a "good" idea, but because he knew I wanted one, and it makes him happy to make me happy.

If I haven't said it, my life rocks and I have the most amazing amount of love in my life. 

Comments

[the-moira.livejournal.com]

There is a little known level of hell for people who do bad things to Ponys. For every Pony they wreck, they have to drive a Yugo for a year... Fitting punishment for DodgeBoy, no? (Glad you're intact.)

[soldiergrrrl.livejournal.com]

Heeee! I LIKE that! And really, I'm glad I'm okay too. The Pony, as much as I love her, can be fixed or replaced. Me? I'm a one-off model. ;-)