April 14, 2004

Fence me in

I only park down in "the hole" as we like to call it once in a blue, blue moon. This weekend I parked down in the drive next to our house because little munchkins in our neighborhood like drawing nasty things on people's cars with soap and various other creamy substances.

So my little car was parked in the "the hole". The crappy part about being down there is that you really can't see the road. So you back up slowly, attempting to keep an eye on the road and the other cars and your mirrors and your mother's pretty picket FENCE.

I only have two eyes, and I started backing....slow, now...okay, almost there. Then a crunching and whizzing. Park.

My side mirror took off my mother's fence post cap and part of the post. I mean, I did.

The best part of this episode is that the cap flew across the road. That explains the whizzing.

All pieces were intact. My dad decided that he would fix it with some clear glue--he offered. He likes fixing things on his day off. In fact, he was outside fixing the car when all of this happened.

The nasty part came when I had to tell my mom, but she was surprisingly okay with it. She built the fence, but surprisingly enough she was understanding--thank God for morning drowsiness.

Posted by Amanda Cochran at April 14, 2004 10:56 AM
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This reminds me of a time this past winter when I left my car parked down at work because we had a major snow storm. Then the next day, my dad went down there to pick it up and my hubbcaps were missing and they left a snow shovel on top of my car. Its like you can't trust the world anymore, plus people are immature and you should be permitted to park anywhere you want to, without the inconvience of little kids.

Posted by: Firefighter Chica at April 14, 2004 1:25 PM

I am sorry to hear about your car though... I am sure your mom will understand.

Posted by: Firefighter Chica at April 14, 2004 1:27 PM

Update: She does understand, but I have to install another post with her. Oh well, good family time I guess. I have taken out the screws, but I rounded some of them off. I hope you can buy replacement parts.

Posted by: Amanda at April 14, 2004 3:47 PM

I guess you were waiting for this---I have had 3 recks and they were all with Pappys cars. Ask your dad about the time we backed into Pappys truck. Another time I slid on the ice and both of the cars were touching sides and if I moved mine it would have taken the paint off Pappys car-he hates long scratches. Here I backed into the light pole and hit so hard that the light was on the ground. I had to call the electric co. to replace the light.

Posted by: grammy at April 14, 2004 7:11 PM

You just made me feel 100% better, Grandma. Isn't it funny how sharing nasty circumstances can assuage pain?

Posted by: Amanda at April 14, 2004 8:50 PM
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