All is Calm, All is Bright

The Man shoved me in my jeep yesterday and told me to go South. See, I was having a bit of a fester with the 'rents. and phone calls and emails were not cutting it. Us all being people with thoughts and ideas of our own, I am pretty sure it was bound to happen at some point.

Thankfully we managed to have a cup of tea, sandwich, some conversation and things were a whole lot better.

Turned my jeep around and started heading back.

At one point I had to nearly stop due to three deer running across the road. Shortly after that I had to maneuver around a huge tom turkey that had gotten creamed taking up a rather large chunk of my lane.

The roads were nice and clear though so it was a nice drive with some tunes. The North County had endured a huge ice storm the previous weekend and ice coated trees were sparkling with some sun.

I was just heading down one of my favorite hills a half hour from home when I saw something big and white in the sky.

I realized that the ice from the top of someone's vehicle was hurtling my way. I am not sure we covered how to deal with ice chunks hurling from the sky in Driver's Ed.

I was pretty impressed with the hole in my windshield a split second later. In fact, my rear view mirror was gone and everything was covered with glass shards and ice.

In a weird happenstance, a police officer pulled up next to me almost immediately in the middle of nowhere and we had the following conversation.

Him: YOU OK?

Me: Ah. Yeah. Ahhhhh.....Um....was there anything I should have done to prevent this?

Him: Nope. Saw the whole thing. Really nothing. Where are you headed?

Me:  Back to Potsdam.

Him:  Well, I suggest you get a little farther up the road into town, get yourself straight and then drive home.

Me:  I can drive home?

Him:  Well, not legally since you don't have a windshield. You are going to be cold so it might take you a while.

Me:  Ah. Ok.

And he drove off.

The next conversation I had with The Man was not quite as calm.

Me:  Baby sell the jeep.

The Man:  What? Why what is wrong?

Me:  I don't have a windshield.

The Man:  What?

Me:  I texted you a photo.

The Man: WHAT! WHAT HAPPENED?

And....it was decided shortly there after that I start a cold drive home.

Got into my yard and was sent for a shower. Turns out my maniac sun glass wearing ways were a blessing due to the amount of glass I washed out of my hair.

The Man got to work getting things straight and calling the insurance company.

It might have been suggested later when he discovered ice chunks in the back window of the jeep that the position of the impact saved me from getting hurt.

Not sure about all that but I do feel blessed to only have a hole in something that is fixable.

Today is dawning all bright and cold. The calm will migrate into happy shortly when little people wake up and tear into some presents.

Onward and Upward! To Narnia and the North!

Merry Christmas to you all. Hug your peeps close and no festering.