Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Uh...Whoops!

Here's Ray (pictured holding two very cute babies on his lap!)














Sometimes he has to drive huge trucks like these. He does just fine.















Here's me.













Sometimes I have to drive a huge Suburban like this. Sometimes I do just fine.














Once there was a trash can tall, tall, tall.















Then I got behind the wheel of the Suburban, now that tall trash can is oh so small!
















The scariest part is I didn't even feel or hear it when I hit it, rolled over it, and dragged the trash can for almost 50 yards. I was just beginning to wonder if there was something wrong with the Suburban when I saw a man a few houses down waving his arms wildly. "OK", I thought, "I must have a flat and he's noticed it."

When I got out and walked around the back of the car, I noticed this random gray trash can, crushed and still wobbling, in the street. "That's weird", I thought. "I wonder what that's doing there?" It still did not dawn on me, so I continued to inspect the tires. When the nice man finally got to my car, I glanced back down the street and noted trash (mainly Amelia's and Peter's diapers) strewn along the street all the way back to my house. I looked back at the now still trash can, and it all became clear.

Roger (the nice man) attempted to re-shape my trash can, to no avail, and then said he would pick the trash up. I told him that I would do it but he insisted, being the gentleman that he was. So I climbed back into the Suburban, feeling bewildered yet grateful, and headed on my way.

That is how my Monday started. Apparently it was a theme throughout the day, because this is what I knocked over later that morning. (With my foot this time, not the car.)

4 comments:

Celia Fae said...

Yay! I love your picture!

I run over stuff all of the time. I'm just glad it isn't a person. Makes you want one of those cameras, huh?

mamasuisse said...

Wow. That's impressive that you didn't even feel the trash can. Roger sounds like a great neighbor to have.

janelle said...

Blue is your color. Congrats to Ray for handling those monster trucks. I would be scared to death.

With a suburban at least you know that the other car or thing you hit will get hurt worse than you. Poor trash can.

Wendy said...

I love how you let him pick up all the trash for you. What a nice guy!