Right after I got done writing the previous post about my husband getting me a Dell, I went upstairs to get Emily from her crib to go pick up the boys, all on cloud nine. I was even humming the Dell song as I strapped her into her car seat. I hopped into the driver's side of the van, started it up, backed up and BAM! CRUNCH!
I looked behind me to see the garage door HALF WAY DOWN with a really big dent in it.
I am not even kidding.
Friday, September 28, 2007
I Am Not Even Kidding
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aww! i am sorry! i have been there before, but instead of the door it was the side of the garage, not exactly the "side" of the garage anymore...
but congratulations on your move and on the dell! .. although i was getting really excited with the title "I'm pregnant.."
Ouch! Reminds me of when I was backing my suburban out and heard that crunching sound. Those darn plastic mirrors don't hold up to bumps the way my nice, shiny metal ones that were on my van.
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