This week

I ran down my friends mail box.  I wasn't even on my cell phone.  At least that could have been a lesson in safety for everyone.

Nope.

I was just driving in reverse out of my friends driveway.  I felt the car veer, but didn't correct it. I figured if I drove on the grass it was no big deal. My car veered straight into her wooden mail post and knocked it right in two (and smashed the mail box).  I swear it came out of nowhere.

It was one of those moments where my instincts told me to hide the evidence.  A mailbox that has been flattened is hard to hide. Not to mention the dent in my bumper. Sigh.

However, I am in the process of repairing the situation.  I bought a "sorry I ran down your mail box" present for my friend.  I then had someone else dig out the cement (thanks Britten) of the previous post.  I had someone else put the post in and mix the cement (thanks Tim). Hopefully tomorrow Jim will screw in the mailbox board and mail box (thanks Jim). Then hopefully the trash man will take away the broken down mailbox post (thanks trash man).

So as you can see, I have taken care of it.

No other news. My summer piano lessons are off to a start, and our social schedule is filling up very fast.