Lunch today was the second half of a whole wheat bagel, 2 ounces of buffalo deli turkey, .75 ounce slice of pepper jack cheese, one cup of my taco soup, and apples with cinnamon and splenda. Yum!
Can you tell I love cheese??
So since the cable guy was in our driveway when I got home last night, I didn’t pull the car into the drive, but parked it on the street in front of our house. This morning, I climb in the car, and there is a note from my neighbor across the street saying that her husband hit the car while exiting their garage. Sure enough, I get out and see this:
And the worst part is we don’t like these neighbors. The wife burns anything and everything in her fire pit outside – she even tried to burn seats from a boat! The smell was unbelievable with that one! And the husband likes to think he’s a Harley dude and thinks nothing of just throttling his motorcycle in his drive (which faces directly into our house) at 8:00 on a Sunday morning. This can go on for up to 20 minutes, until he finally gets on, drives around the block and then puts it straight back into the garage.
So I have a call into State Farm – at first he’s like “I’ll have my guy fix it.” “Hell no!” When I talked to the wife, she said the road was slippery and that’s why he hit the car, when I talked to the husband, he told me he never even saw the car. At least it was drivable and I have pics!
Lunch break is over – see you at dinner!