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.
1 comment:
Two blog entrys in as many days! I'm just gushing with pride. Way to go Monica, and yes, take those keys away from that man but let him keep his hilarious bumper sticker!
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