For Posterity.

So this is for the sake of always having a fresh copy of what happened somewhere while it is still fresh...

So we were driving down I-94 with intentions of meeting up with my parents at the Big Boy right off the US-127 exit, but before we got there we saw a billboard for Denny's, which sounded better than Big Boy...so I called dad, who wasn't quite to US 127 and made the new plan...I had taken the US-127 exit thinking Denny's was just down the street, but it wasn't, it was the next exit, 137. US-127 is exit 138. So dad got on the highway before we did, and got to Denny's before we did. We got back on the highway behind some guy driving a tow-behind U-Haul, going like 45-ish. Since we had just passed a sign saying that our exit was 1/2 a mile ahead, there was no sense in trying to pass him. So I saw in my rear-view mirror a car suddenly fly up and swerve not to hit me, and I looked at my left side to see the guy come up and start to speed up. I said "wow, we almost just got hit!" And just as I looked forward again I saw in my rear view mirror another set of lights come flying up and swerve but this time he hit the driver side of the back end. Because he hit just one side, we spun out, and as soon as my wheels hit the mostly frozen grass, the car flipped over 2 times. Tony said he, reflexively, thanks to military roll-over training, grabbed the seat belt strap in front of his chest with his left hand, and the top 2 seat belt straps with his right hand by his head, so he wouldn't hit his head or anything. All I saw was a bunch of motion, blurry, up side down motion. When we finally landed, it took me a second, Tony was super awesome, and instantly made sure we were all OK, the first few times he asked me I said I didn't know, Bayani was crying in the back seat, Tony had opened her door and check her out; at first I thought Tony's seat had crushed her foot, as both our seats had bent back, but there was space, and she seemed physically fine, just shaken up. I unbuckled myself (after a few tries) and unbuckled her and just put her in my lap, she instantly didn't want to let go, but she calmed down pretty quick, I cried longer than she did, LOL! Tony was walking around, checking things out, when the people who had been behind the guy who hit us came up and said they had called somebody. I asked him, still slightly sobbing, if I could use his phone, so I could call dad. I don't think it would've been very nice of me to make him wait at Denny's tapping his foot, wondering where we were. So I called him, still kinda freaking out, he didn't quite get it at first, probably because I was crying, then he said he'd be there in a few seconds. He later told us that he got on the on-ramp, but had to pull over for a cop, but he barely pulled over, as the second the cop went by, he gunned it after him. Mom said she kept trying to get dad to just go into the median HA! I wasn't even out of the car when I saw dad was there, trying to make Bayani happy. We all walked into the ambulance, they checked our heads, and heart beats, and blood pressure, and even gave Bayani a little Jackson EMT teddy bear. As the back window had fallen out the first time we went upside down, half of our stuff that had been in the back seat had half fallen out the back window, when I got out of the car (a cop had to pry my door open) the little stroller and Bayani's over night bag (as she was going to go with my parents until Sunday) were sitting where the back window used to be. My purse had released all it's contents while we flipped over, I think I retrieved most of it, like my new Archos, and the roll of quarters I had gotten earlier that day. Tony's window was completely busted out, all in one pile, right before we landed right side up, there is actually a little perfect-ish square pile of glass a few feet from the car. The roof had been smashed down a few inches, the front window was super cracked and half hanging out the frame, as the frame had been bent up so bad. I hit my head on my window, and for some reason, my right arm hurts a little more than anything else, and of course my neck is sore, so is Tony's, but otherwise, we are good. I don't know how, but Bayani isn't even sore. The EMT had put a couple smiley faces on her belly so I could keep an eye on them, but today when we looked at them, and poked them, she didn't seem to care.

I talked to the insurance company today, since I have PLPD, I don't even know if they will cover the wrecker bill, which I have been told by the tow service, is like $300. I know my car will get a little $ at the junk yard, but the guy said maybe I could get $100 for the car. I have some cash saved up, so I am not worried about that. It does bum me out that I don't have a car, but I am absolutely super grateful that we walked away so unscathed from this. For Bayani to not even be sore is crazy. Tony pointed out a few things, like what if we had hit a tree? If we had been going faster, we probably would have flipped over another time due to sheer momentum, and the room would have caved in even farther, Bayani would've have been able to shrink down or anything. All the stuff in the back seat could have knocked Bayani out, I had a huge bag, random crap, and a stroller in the back. How did she not get hurt?!

Whatever the case, I am stupidly grateful. God was really looking out for us last night.

OK, have I missed anything? I want all details put here. So G, if I said something last night that I didn't put here, let me know ;)

That day is it? WHAT?!

OK, so, um, anyways...

Today I went to work, at my lovely job; the first time since the day before Thanksgiving. My particular store closed the day before Thanksgiving, as the owner, KEVIN (who, I learned the day before I met him, is black...don't hate...) is closing my store. Apparently, he isn't making enough money...*cough*. So, I am the only one, other than our general manager, Lavena, that is working at this other location...we called our store Stone School, as that was it's road, and this other store, Stadium, as that is this store's road...Stadium had all the newer, awesome shit. Stone School got all the old hand-me-downs...whatever. They closed Stone School. None of us made it to Stadium except for Lavena and me. Which makes me sad. I wish at least 3 people came with me. Mandi, she was the cook that relieved me in the evenings. We had the same purse. Were quite alike in the weird department. Used to live in the same shitty trailer at totally separate times. She was fun. Then Bobbi, she was like 46, and lost a marble or 2 over the years...she was fun, I worked with her the last day we were open, she makes me laugh so much!! Then Kurt, he was my Sunday driver, he actually tried to do his job when he worked with me. He bought be lunch at Amhos on Sundays, which was DELICIOUS...and he was always fun to work with somebody who knew what they were doing.

Wow, now if that isn't a run on sentence, I don't know what is.

This particular store, I feel like the odd man out. Yeah, it's my first day, and I should feel like it's my first, as I'm working with an entirely new group of people, but they all do shit weird. They make dough weird, and I'm such a weakling I can't even pick up the dough to put it on the table to cut it up, and they do sheet outs weird, and their phones are weird, and Kevin was so far up my ass today I could just about taste his fro.

I want a new job. This one bugs me. And I don't like Becky. She is absolutely worthless.

OK. I'm done. Just had to bitch a little.