Splash Thud.

Yea so I totally whacked a wine glass while passing over baby shower gifts, spilling half the glass onto a lady's white shirt. She was cool but I still feel HORRIBLE. I get hung up on stupid stuff like that...now for the thud...

Driving home from my parent's house at 10pm (it was my summer school co-worker's baby shower, who works with my mom during the year), going 40, workin' the radio, GIANT daddy deer RIGHT in front of my car, crazy.

Of course I hit the brakes and cut the wheel, and thud, it looks like I hit his rear end, but he keeps on leaping across the road. I think he gets away, I pull over and call Jay in a panic. When he gets to the scene we call the cops and they show up. Look at the hood and the worst thing, bits of fur hanging out where the hood meets the car! So sad and gross! No blood, tush shaped, medium-sized round dent low on the hood, swipe marks. Not horrific damage, but who knows what it's going to cost me anyway. I am glad that we both seem to have gotten away okay, but just thinking about the whole experience, which I can't stop replaying, is crazy. Oy.