We are traveling to a family reunion. Driving right now. It's 10:00 p.m. at night and we are only HALF WAY THERE. AND we are on a country road in the pitch dark because the smartest man in the world, my husband, decided to "take a short cut". We have just driven ten 'country' miles behind a slow ass fire truck on this same dark country road, with its back yellow lights on and some long chains hanging off the back bumper sounding like jingle bells all the way hitting the road. I keep waiting for Sheriff Roscoe to jump out and throw on the lights. So here's a twist of fate----
I kept teasing him that 'man I bet that saved us some time', going on that small road, hitting all those traffic lights, awesome idea' and he just calmly informed me that 'the way I see it, we were meant to be on this road, maybe if we took the other road, we'd have been in an accident'. What can you say to that? Nothing. Because who knows right? SO he takes the first chance to get off the Godforsaken Country road to get back on the highway and almost immediately there is a traffic accident right in front of us. We are two cars behind it. He just looks at me. What? Why are you looking at me? What? So he sticks his head out the window and asks the guy who is now looking like he's considering running away from the scene if he's ok. So Rescue Dan wants to save the day in the country. Good man, not good idea, we have two children in the car, move along, its dark outside. Another man got out of his car to help the young man.
That could have been us he says. Please. I'm not tempting fate, and I'm not but, if we had stayed on that road to begin with, we'd have been a hell of a lot farther down the road than that and we'd have been nowhere near the vicinity of that accident.
Case closed.
This is rough on the kids! The Littlest is not doing well with all this in the car and off his 'schedule'. Poor thing.
Wish us luck and let's hope for no more encounters with "shortcuts or sideroads". Following that firetruck with chains was more than I could take!!! I swear he was driving a bold 30 mph. Speed demon!
-jenn
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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We took a similar short cut coming back from Richmond with Derek when he was a baby and I swear at the time I thought we werent ever going to get off of that road!
Have a good trip. Silly men and their short cuts. LOL
Be safe the rest of the way and take lots of pics.
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