Friday night, I had the divine pleasure of having a night out with some of my girlfriends. We went to an awesome Mexican restaurant and stuffed ourselves with soft tacos before heading out to see a movie. We decided to see Charlie St. Cloud, even though my better judgement told me that I really shouldn't see it. It really was a GREAT movie (despite it being SO SAD!) and I was pleasantly surprised by Zac Efron's performance.
In case you haven't watched the trailer or haven't seen the movie and are planning to, do not read any further!
There's a car crash, and the little boy dies. Yeah, after my weepy, emotional week last week, I saw a movie where the little boy dies. Ugh.
Flash forward to Saturday morning. The hubby and I decide to take the boys out and get some breakfast and maybe pick up some new Legos (my oldest is OBSESSED). We had just pulled out of the shopping center, stifled in our search (the place where we stopped didn't have them), and were stopped at a red light. Our light turns green, we start to turn. My husband slams on his breaks, and INSSLLLLOOOOWWWWMOOOTTTTIOOON, this girl in a pick up truck slams into us.
PRAISE GOD, NO ONE WAS HURT.
She saw us in time to slam on her breaks, and gratefully, my husband had the presence of mind to turn the wheel toward her so that the brunt of the impact hit our front left tire and bumper*. The boys immediately started crying, so I took them into the Burger King (whose parking lot we pulled into after the accident) to try and calm them down. How do you explain a car accident to a five year old? "Oh, well...erm, remember the other day when we were doing bumper cars at the amusement park? That's kind of what happened, mkay?" He sniffed, and then skipped off to play in the playground. Crisis averted...again.
After the police report was taken and we had all settled down a bit, my husband turned to me over his french fries and said (while giggling to himself), "Do you know that you were speaking in tongues right after she hit us?" And I was all, "No, I didn't, but even if I did, who cares? I was in shock." To which, he said, "Yeah, you totally did." And I was all, "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT MOVIE I SAW LAST NIGHT!?"
*Our truck is not driveable, but thank the Lord for insurance!