Xmas eve I hit a deer
, actually the deer hit me. My daughters were riding with me. They were freaked, the car was totaled, I was pessed, and Santa was burying one of his fallen team. Time passed and I was forgiven.Tonight, Easter eve, the girls and I are coming home from diner and I hit a rabbit
. Needless to say, I am not a household favorite. I call the son looking for some re-assurance/support and get laughed at. I ask what's so funny and he says it was a good thing Mom (Mary Kathleen O'Neil) was not out walking the street on St Pats. I'll give him credit for the "quick wit" but it was not the support I wanted.
Happy Easter All
