Eventful Weekend

Jeff is in North Carolina playing golf with Randy, Ron, and Richard for Ron's 60th birthday celebration. Four rounds of golf in three days - sounds like guys' heaven, right? They played Pinehurst #2 today - the one that the "big boys" play during the PGA tour - and Jeff shot a 78. Pretty impressive, I would say!!

Our friend Nick came for the weekend to keep me company, and to visit for the first time since the move. We had what started out as a nice weekend. We went to downtown Carmel, ate lunch at Bazbeaux, ice cream at Bub's, walked around Carmel.... Headed downtown Indy to do some shopping, but got intimidated by the crowds that were down there for the Circle City Classic (what the heck is the Circle City Classic??), and so went to downtown Zionsville for some more shopping. We headed out to a movie (The Brave One with Jodie Foster), and, leaving the theatre, I felt like something bad was going to happen for some reason.

Well, about a mile from home, we were in an accident. Everyone was fine - both of us, and the three people in the car that hit us - but this pregnant momma was stressed. So, somehow, I found myself in the back of an ambulance on my way to Clarian North!! We heard the baby's heartbeat, and everything seemed to be okay, so they sent me on my merry way home. I still feel fine - physically - but my mental health should be back to normal by Tuesday, provided there are no complications.

The picture of my beat up car is above; the other guy's car is worse; I saw them pushing it off the road, so I believe it might be undrivable. He had his four-year-old son in the car, so thank goodness he was okay. I was traveling east on 106th Street, and the guy pulled out from the Blockbuster parking lot and hit me. I'm not sure if he even stopped at his stop sign - I didn't have one.

Nick took good care of me, was even nervous to leave me alone this morning when he got on the road. I was supposed to go to the Colts game, but decided I would not be any fun at a football game, and, plus, I didn't want to drive downtown (I was supposed to be the DD). So, after church, I rented some movies, took a nap, and am taking it easy.

If you find yourself praying, say a little one for my peanut. If you're not the praying type, some warm thoughts would be nice. It's amazing how these maternal instincts kick in before you even meet your new baby. As a friend said today, it seems that God places us in these situations before we even have the baby, so we really know what we're in for - what type of responsibility we've signed up for - before it arrives.