3 posts tagged “accident”

Box from Germany

Ah, the joys of having a sister (or two) in Germany! I picked up a package at the post office Saturday morning*, and stuff just kept coming out of it...

Food-wise, there were 3 packs of Mini-Zwieback (simply because I said I liked them!  Coconut, milk chocolate, and bitter chocolate, mmm!), a package of chocolate swirl knusper-brot, a boxed cake mix (Donau Welle), a box of lacy chocolate cake decorations (which I love), 2 dinner mixes, 2 boxes of caramel candies, 2 Lindt chocolate easter eggs, and a Lindt golden bunny full of treats.

Other goodies, totally unexpected (and above and beyond the call of sisterhood!): a lovely light blue cotton shirt (just my style), sport pants, and a cute striped cami set; a card that includes arugula seeds (my favorite!), a beautiful china teacup with strainer and lid, a very pretty ceramic easter egg, a CD of some sort that I haven't tried out yet, a Lindt magazine including chocolate recipes, and for Al a catalog of Mini accessories and a Bimmer magazine.

Such fun!

* This box did not come easily... I got the slip from the post office on April 7, but it said I needed to sign for it, and I knew I wouldn't be able to get to the post office during their (short) business hours till the 18th, so I took the slip with me to the office the next day to call to ask them to hold it till then. Unfortunately, I left the slip in my car, so later that morning I ran out to get it. I guess because it was cold and I didn't throw my coat on, I was literally running back in, with my arms folded around me, when my shoe fell off, and I wasn't able to catch myself well enough before splitting my chin open on the concrete sidewalk. When I realized there was blood gushing out of my face, I tried to catch it with the only thing I had, the post office slip, as I ran into the office and to the restroom to get cleaned up and assess the damage. Several people tried to get me to go get stitches, but I had a SharePoint trainer coming in about 45 minutes, and I didn't think I would have time, so I just went with wound closure thingies and bandaids (changing every so often throughout the afternoon). Later in the day, since it was still bleeding by 8:00, I did stop at MedExpress on the way home, and they checked and cleaned out the wound and put steri-strips on it to leave on for a week or so. So it's not too bad now, though sort of a lump in addition to the scab, so we'll see how it ends up. But anyway, the post office slip was pretty gross, so I hoped I wouldn't have to show the clerk, but I did, and then had to explain the whole story and show her my chin, so she wouldn't think something worse than it was.

McElwain's got my car done in less than a week! (I had told them I had to have it back by Thursday so I could drive to NYC on Friday - I refuse to drive a not-hybrid vehicle all that way)

When I went to pick it up, Wayne (yes, I'm now on a first-name basis with the collision repair guy) said the bill was $1650. I'm sure I looked very sad and said I had hoped since I was paying for it myself (too many accidents to turn it in to insurance), that it would be less than the $1575 estimate, not more. "Don't I get a frequent-crasher discount?" So he went back in the back and talked to someone about it, and they agreed to knock it down to $1500, so I was happy with that (as happy as one can be when paying that much). The car looked great, and I said No offense, but I hoped I didn't see them again any time soon.

Bah.

Honda v guardrail

You know it's bad when the guy at the body shop recognizes your voice over the phone...

This is accident #6 for my poor little car (to whom I apologized after grazing the guardrail this morning on the snowy roads).

1.  Deer (I've hit one with every car I've ever owned)

2.  I rear-ended someone

3.  Another deer, harder, with guts and all

4.  Someone rear-ended me

5.  Again, much harder (neck still hurts from that one)

6.  Today

It's no wonder he recognizes my voice... heck, I've put his kid through college.

But, on the bright side (and in my world, there's always a bright side)... better the guardrail than a) another car, or b) over the hill.