Max and I had a very eventful Christmas Eve!!! We woke up at 4am and loaded the truck up with our luggage and Christmas Presents for family and friend we were going to visit in Utah. I took the first driving shift, Max has a harder time waking up than I do. After about an hour and a half we were on NM-550, the roads were a little icy but there were ruts in the ice from the other cars. As I was driving I had an overwhelming feeling of gratitude come over me, so I began to say a prayer, expressing thanks for all of the loved one I have in my life. I gave thanks for my wonderful husband and his family and for my family. As soon as I was done saying my prayer Max woke up. I told him the roads were pretty icy, he asked me if I wanted to pull over so he could drive. I told him I was fine, we then started talking about how to drive on icy roads (not to put of the brakes ect.) Then I felt like I should slow down, so I took my foot of the gas we slowed down to about 40 mph. The road began to turn, as a turned the truck started to fish tail, I thought I was getting it back under control when we slid 180 degrees facing on coming traffic then slid off the road. From what we could tell from the path we made in the snow it looked like the front left tire popped and dug into the snow causing us to roll. then the truck landed on my side on some bushes causing us the roll another 180 degrees landing right side up.
This is the view from the road. It's kind of hard to tell but you can see the front tire tracks staring on the left of this picture, in the middle of the picture you can see some dirt snow mix, that is were the we first rolled, the dark bushes is were we hit up-side-down and all the presents landed.
You can see all the windows on myside and the rear shattered. I'm suprised my face didn't get cut.
It might be hard to see but the roof were I was sitting was smashed in. If Max had been sitting there I think we would be looking at more serious injury
Here you can see the front tire is popped and large cunchs of the rims were gone.A side from a lot of stiff muscles and a few cuts Max and I are okay! I'm really sorry that we couldn't make it up to Utah for Christmas. I can't help but feel a little frustuated or confused as to why this happened when we were trying to be with family for Christmas and for our newest little niece Madelaine's Blessing. But I don't know that if I hadn't slowed down or if Max was drive(he probably would have been going much faster than me) than things could have been much different. Even though it totally stinks that we couldn't be in Utah this Christmas and several presents got distroyed, We are alive and for the most part healthy!
Max says: I know that I would have been driving faster than Maureen was just because that is how I am. One funny thing was when the tow truck driver came he told me that he hates showing up to accidents that have a guys truck involved because he knows how men get all sentimental about the truck.
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Why are people mean?!?
An Angry Post!!!! Okay here's the deal... I don't get it! Why are people mean? Why is it that people have the desire hurt or upset other? Why do they get pleasure or joy out of this? And is it really joy they feel?
What is it that brings on these questions, you may ask. Well I'll tell you. Wednesday I came home from school around 4:30 to discover that between 12pm and 4:30 someone (probably a hobo we made mad by not giving money) picked up a rather large rock and threw it at the windshield of our truck.
I just don't get it. We haven't done anything to anyone to deserve this. I don't really understand how anyone could do this and be happy about it. They didn't try to break in, just smash the window. Max and I are actually laughing at whoever did this' face because we had a large crack in it already and were planning on replacing it the next day. So the insurance covered it because it was vandalism instead of us paying for it to get replaced. So it turns out to be a blessing... perhaps paying tithing does pay off!
What is it that brings on these questions, you may ask. Well I'll tell you. Wednesday I came home from school around 4:30 to discover that between 12pm and 4:30 someone (probably a hobo we made mad by not giving money) picked up a rather large rock and threw it at the windshield of our truck.
I just don't get it. We haven't done anything to anyone to deserve this. I don't really understand how anyone could do this and be happy about it. They didn't try to break in, just smash the window. Max and I are actually laughing at whoever did this' face because we had a large crack in it already and were planning on replacing it the next day. So the insurance covered it because it was vandalism instead of us paying for it to get replaced. So it turns out to be a blessing... perhaps paying tithing does pay off!
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