Well, today at almost exactly noon we got into a car accident.  By that I mean someone rear-ended our Honda.  Ironically we were rear-ended about the same place that someone backed into our car [that’s a guess] in a hit & run some years back.  However, this time due to the motion and non motion of the two cars and the fact that a butterfly in central park had flapped its wings bringing the chaos theory into full motion (which assumes that chaos is in play at all, but is mostly just a joke, so put your Calvinist handbook down), the back part of the car is in much worse shape.  The bumper, the rear quarter-panel and the trunk are all smashed together into a shape that I can only describe, in the words of Abby, as broken.  The lights don’t light, the trunk won’t really shut, the part of the bumper that is supposed to get bumped in such a case is touching the ground in a friendly manner.

No one was injured, though Jessica’s neck is sore, so we’ll have to have that looked at on Monday.  Both cars were able to move out of the way after the connection and the gal who hit us was kind and we exchanged most of the important information in rough, but legible handwriting.  I say rough because my writing is horrendous, but also because both of us were a bit jarred and our adrenaline was at higher levels than normal.  I hope and pray that the insurance companies do their best to get things resolved quickly.  I’ll post pictures later when I have a moment to take them [Evie sitting right now, so I need to NOT go outside].

Abby wasn’t in the car, we were going to pick her up from the Recreation center where she had gone to a princess party for local girls (and trans-gender boys).  She was quite upset that our car was broken but hopes now that this will lead to the sublime world of mini-van ownership 😉

Howdy you mothers, fathers, children, siblings and folk.  This mothers day we went to Maggiano’s for dinner.  Whoa.  That was a mistake.  Not because it was bad, but because it was too good.  I will no longer be able to go to the Olive Garden and think, “This is descent Italian food.”   I will have to think, “This is acceptable Italian food.”  I have officially been converted.  I have had very few restaurant experiences where I was ‘converted’ but this was one of them.  It was the P.F. Changs of Italian, the Ruth’s Chris of Italian, the Texas de Brazil of Italian.

Save up your money, find one, and get eating.  Sure, its a bit pricier than Olive Garden, but zowie is it good!

Oh, and to my mom, Happy Mothers Day, I tried to call but you were in the nether-regions of Northern California, so apparently you could not be reached.

This weekend we went to Colorado Springs and had a great time.  I’ve uploaded pictures to Flickr.com.  Of course there aren’t any of the girls… yet.  But they’re coming.   We ate at P.F. Chang’s again.  Too.  Much. Food.  But it was tasty and I’ll do it again when I have fasted for 2 days before.

Then on Sunday afternoon I installed some sod on our front lawn to replace some crab grass that had unfortunately been allowed to grow there by the previous owner and last year I couldn’t handle that and all of the indoor tweakings at our house.  Speaking of which, today is one year of paying on a mortgage for this house 🙂

After eating out for so much of this week last night I had a tasty chicken dinner over at Dave’s place.  His lovely bride, Darlene, made a tasty meal.  I got to meet and spend some time with Dave’s mom as well.  All was lovely, including his little girls who are almost as cute as my own 😉  I think that home made is going to be my new ‘eating out’ in that it will be a treat since it isn’t greasy, full of fat (well, maybe it could be), and not huge portions.

Oh, and I’m heading home this evening and can’t wait to see my family!