The Big DumpTruck

Got to witness an accident yesterday. That’s always fun. What’s more fun is being able to think to yourself “Man, you totally brought that on yourself”. Four cars in the high speed lane of 495 had to be doing 75 or 80, based on my speed. All four of them had less than a car length between them. Um, hello, you’re doing 75MPH and you’ve left yourself zero room for error. Tailgating is illegal and dangerous, or did you miss that class in driver’s ed?

What I think happened (and I’m not entirely sure because I was keeping my eyes on my own lane, thankyouverymuch) is that the first car tapped the brake (maybe to make the 2nd car back off? I didn’t see what was in front of car 1.) and the second car hit his brakes harder. The pickup behind the 2nd car swerves mightily into the median, kicking up a cloud of smoke. But then the stupidass tries to just move back into the space he used to occupy in that lane, even though a)he’d moved out of that space, which wasn’t very big to begin with, and b) he was not moving slower than the other cars in the left lane because, well, he’d gone off the road. So he sticks his nose back in and BAM, car 4 slams him, spinning him around backwards back into the median.

Now keep in mind that all this happened in nanoseconds. Basically, car 4 was still trying to slow down from the initial disruption but hey, he was doing 75 when this all started and I’m positive he never expected the guy in the pickup to try to get back into that same little wedge of space. That no longer existed.

I hear those commercials for the cops being out watching for aggressive driving, and these 4 were the poster children for it. And the runner up was the guy who passed *4* of us on a double-yellow line going up a hill with a curve at the top, because he didn’t want to be stuck behind a construction vehicle (who, I might add, was almost going the speed limit). I was just physically preparing myself to witness a horrific head-on crash, but luckily, the arsemobile made it back into our lane before he hit the curve. It must be something to be SO FREAKING IMPORTANT that you don’t have to follow the rules or even drive safely. That double yellow line probably doesn’t apply to you, because you’re an important person with someplace to be. Unfortunately, the place you will end up is in the back of an ambulance if you’re lucky, the morgue if you aren’t. Where are all the cops when you need them to see this stuff?

I’m the first to admit that I kill plants without having to give it much effort. I’m a plant killer. And many times, I’ll plant things that should come up year after year, and they, well, don’t.

Imagine my surprise when I walked around the corner and saw this:

I planted that last year, and it’s BACK! And EARLY! I am buying more of those!

p.s. It’s really kind of nice out right now. Before it got dark Junior was out scootering around the neighborhood. It’s very odd to have the Red Sox game on right now…they are having a rain delay because it’s POURING in Boston. Here? Nothing. I mean, we’re only about 35 miles away…

Fran the Singing Psychic was on WXLO this morning, and she told the world the news we’ve all been waiting for: that the Red Sox will dominate the Yankees all season.

Now I am very careful to note that she didn’t say that they would win the World Series. Hey, she’s a psychic, not a miracle worker.

Of course, the next best thing to winning the World Series is beating the tar out of the Yankees, so this season has been great fun thus far.

I took this picture a couple of weekends ago at my sister’s house. The quality stinks because I used the crappy camera attachment that came with my phone. But if I didn’t have quick access to it, you would never be able to see this craziness:

They often walk down her street from one of the local riding schools, to get to the conservation land she lives next to. But it’s so funny to see the kids standing there waiting to finish their game. It’s like a cross between baseball and polo.

It’s going to be a long day today. It was pouring rain and dark as night out when the alarm went off. I was cocooning in bed and didn’t want to get up. I missed getting the last bag out into the rubbish before the truck got there. I *hate* when that happens.

It was such an outstanding weekend all-around. Tee ball was great, we went up to NH for lunch and stopped by a model train store in Amherst (Route 101a) that had an outdoor exhibit of trains running. And then of course we had to spend a million dollars at Target. It was just one of those days. We all picked out swim goggles in anticipation of my sister’s pool opening in mid-May.

Yesterday we scootered, went mini-golfing, and gave Junior batting practice at Grandma and Grandpa’s. It was such a great weekend that I totally forgot he had homework to do until after his bath last night. Oopsie! I need to be better about having him do it early so he’ll be done with it. I don’t want him to be a 2am Sunday Night paper-writer in college.

Today is just the polar opposite, weather-wise, and it’s a good thing because we and just about everyone else in town put down fertilizer yesterday. I hope it’s fairly dry by tomorrow evening because it’s time to do the first mow of the year. Time flies when you’re busy drinking coffee coolatas and dreaming of winning the lottery.