Shout out to Jesus and Progressive Insurance.
I decided last week that it's no longer acceptable for my 6 year old to be stronger than me. You think I'm kidding. I can get through a step class, but I can barely hold up the weight of my own head. So I just got out of "Strictly Strength" at the gym and I think I'm all cool. That's right, I'm working the CORE because I AM HARD CORE. Yeee-ah boyeee! I pack the kids into the car and I'm stoked because I did it again. And I'm visualizing my Jessica Simpson Daisy-Duke-legs WHEN I GET REAR-ENDED. AGAIN. IN THE SAME EXACT SPOT THAT I GOT REAR-ENDED A FEW MONTHS AGO. What is up San Antonio? Your roads suck! The last time I got rear-ended there, the police officer told me that he's at that spot at least once a day. Whoever designed these roads is a straight up ding-a-ling. With that said, I am not being a total crab about it. I am SO thankful that everyone is okay. We were giving shout outs to Jesus on the way home. Also my car is fine. Well, it will be after we take it in next week. And besides having to listen to a half an hour of a slow-beats Yanni marathon on hold, Progressive is actually easy to work with. Whoo!
Reader Comments (1)
the bumper cars at the fair.
I've always wondered why anyone
would voluntarily choose
to go on that ride.
Never got the point.
I guess those rides are for
the aggressive at heart.
You're not aggressive at heart,
so don't be takin' that ride anymore!
Props to GOD for keeping you all safe!
xo, mama