Tuesday mornings are for sleeping in and late afternoons at work. So I normally sleep in after Ruby goes back down after breakfast. This week i got an early wake up call from Marc, “Ash, I’ve been in an accident. I’m okay.” The worst kind of wake up call.

Marc and I do not have the best of luck with cars and this is not the first time I have gotten this call.

Luckily Marc was not seriously hurt at all. It wasn’t his fault. And everyone walked away alright. His car, the Blueberry, not so much. The whole back was crunched like a soda can -totaled.

When I took Marc to pick up his rental at the end of the day we let the sales man know we just needed a commuter car that stayed within our insurance policy, so he came back with a nice commuter- a red covertable Mustang. 

You can tell by his face that he was really upset by his temp.

I was extra grateful when I said my evening prayers to have my family all home and safe and I held them all jus a little tighter.