and I'll "om" if I want to.
Spent my birthday working during the day, then went to yoga class in the evening. One would think that would be uneventful and mundane, but nothing in my life tends to happen without something interesting weaved into it. While waiting at the light of a two lane turn lane, I notice my mother is right behind us in her little Honda on her way to class (wave enthusiastically in the rear view). There was a car to my right, luxury sedan. Light turns green, we all commence moving, lanes merge...no problem: me/Greg, luxury sedan, then mom. I turn in to the parking lot, followed by sedan, followed by mom. Well, luxury sedan decides to back out of the lot in order to park on the street. Unfortunately, she did not see mom in her Honda....CRUNCH, CRACK, OY! At first she thought she hit a curb, but then she realized that curb was mom. (She little....but not THAT little.)
They both park and look at the damage. Mom's front end is quite crunked up, luxury sedan scratched up. Sigh. Now, mom being mom and awesome like that, she suggests they both take the yoga class and deal with it after. (I went something like, "You might think I'm crazy, but let's take yoga first,then we'll deal with this." My mom rocks!)
Class was great. Aaahhhhh.
After, I suggested that they make a police report because luxury sedan could very easily change her story and say mom rear ended her. So cops are called...and we wait....and wait.....AND wait. In the meantime, we had a pleasant time talking, laughing and sharing stories with luxury sedan and her husband (who came down for moral support). Probably the most fun had after a fender bender....ever.
So there you have it, my birthday....in a parking lot, after a fender bender, in the rain, laughing. Well, I must admit, my birthday is never dull. It would be nice to see luxury sedan again, perhaps at another class, or the Cinema Arts Center...I just hope we don't arrive to the parking lot at the same time. ;)