3 Strikes, And I Take Your Keys Away!

A lot of people have asked me what is up with Sean and the cars all of a sudden? I have tried to keep my comments to myself, so as not to jinx myself (knock on wood right now), but I got my Suburban back yesterday after a 2 month repair, so now I am ready to share Sean's streak of car bad luck with you all:










Strike 1:


Maybe we can overlook this one, after all a bullet is not real uncommon in a war zone. But this did start it all, the infamous "bullet through the windshield" in Iraq, and we received this picture via e-mail with a title of "Woo, that was a close one". Luckily the military has their own insurance to cover such mishaps.
















Strike 2:


4 days after his triumphant return from the lovely spa like desert of Iraq, we traveled to Bend to watch Jared break a finger and get a concussion, yet keep playing a fab game of football. On our way home at 11:00PM, in the middle of nowhere, I might add, Sean strikes a huge Elk going 60 miles an hour. Luckily again for him others were driving home also from the game, so we just abandon the car there, and went back for it the next day. I almost cried leaving my most favorite car I ever owned on the side of the road. Sigh.























Strike 3:


Well this is the last of Sean leaving his mark on a car. With our fleet dwindling, he borrowed his Grandfather's truck to go to Portland, and on his way hit a deer in Rice Hill. Oh the humanity. The good news is that there was no were no humans injured in any of these accidents, but for all of you animal lovers out there, sorry.





We are hoping that the theory of bad things come in 3's holds true, my mom says that all the time, and by my experiences as a mom now I know that moms are always right. Isn't that true Jared.

Bad Blogger!

So, Stacy has given me the gentle hints that I am not a very good blogger. I will try and work on that. Sorry! Well, here is the latest updates... football is over, and we can get on with our lives for now. Jared had a great season, and has proven himself to be a real hard worker. And Monte lives up to his nickname "The Monster", it only gets bigger from here. Jared has only been done for a week now, so he is trying to decide what to do with all his extra time. He is still in the weight room every day after school, but that only uses up an hour after school. He has taken to teasing Maile until she screams. Kill me now! The driving range would be a great alternative. Monte on the other hand went strait from football to basketball, and is doing great. I'm just glad that I don't have to do all the running, and can just watch. Sean is home from Iraq, and has put 2 cars in the body shop. My Suburban by way of an elk, and his Grandfather's truck, a deer. We are glad to have him home?? I on the other hand am either blocking out what I have been doing on a daily basis, or just forgetting. I don't know which one. All I know is I drive a lot, and my mom's Cadillac (which I am glad that she is letting me borrow) is about a quarter of the size of my Suburban, but only one more day until I get it back. So anyway, there you go . I will try and pull myself together and keep this up to date for everyone. I promise with fingers crossed behind my back.