Today we had a gift practically thrown into our laps of a free babysitter for 8 hours. Our daughter had a girl scout event that required her to be with her troop from 9 this morning until 5 this evening, making cookies. Not to kick a gift horse in the mouth, we capitalized on the opportunity and made a run to Madison for some kiddo Christmas shopping and alone time. It has been pretty rainy all day, not to mention a December-like cold temperature, so it would be safe to say that one would need to be a bit more careful when driving. All that said, we had just gotten off the interstate getting ready to go to the mall when we got rear-ended. Obviously that's not a feeling we're used to, so it took a minute or two to figure out what happened. When I got out of the car, I checked on the guy that hit us and looked at his car which was pretty banged up. While ours was not hurt really at all, except for a scratch or two and the small dent in the bumper, I told him that we'd pull off the main road over to the side and call the police. He said he was okay and that there wasn't any need for it. After I drove on to park, he got in another lane and took off. A bit later, the police came out and did a report on everything and things were taken care of.
I write about this all because of the humor that we found in the incident. The guy wasn't driving his car as it wasn't registered to him and we kept playing out the conversation he would have when he got home to explain the busted up hood on his car. Maybe he would say he hit a deer, a pole, or he was the victim of a hit and run. Our car came out relatively okay, we were both fine, and the shopping trip continued on as planned, albeit a bit delayed and on more alert nerves. My photo today was essentially for the insurance, but I thought I'd try to make it as interesting as I could to match the interesting story that complemented it.
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