So - my fabulous crash into the CURB - yes, the CURB, will cost me $1300. I tried to make a claim in car insurance, but apparently, after 6 years of perfect driving, I've never had an accident, and paying them $900 a year for basically giving me a piece of paper, they said, if we pay for your crash, you will owe us $1250 a year for the next three years.
Here comes a tangent - I really do not understand this at all. I pay thousands of dollars to an insurance company which does nothing for me for maintenance of my car nor in the event I have an accident that is my fault. I pay thousands of dollars to health insurance, but they cover my maintenance and if I fall (due to my negligence of walking on ice) they would cover my cast. Car insurance must be like 100 percent profit. Seriously. Off the tangent now.
We decided that $1300 now which we can pay off a credit card over the next 3 or 4 months with little interest accrued is better than the extra $350 a year for 3 years plus the $500 deductible.
AHHHHH!!!!!
This is my baby seeing the loot Santa brought her for Christmas. Her awed expression was PERFECT.
Today, I was cleaning out Elizabeth's closet so that she could play in there. I had been storing stuff in her closet, but it occurred to me that it is her space and as such should not have storage stuff in it. I cleaned it out and put shoes on the floor (they had been on a shelf) and put blankets on the shelf. I turned around and she was putting the shoes back up on the shelf. Then we moved into the room where we are storing Christmas gifts. This room has an empty closet, so I was putting her closet stuff in there. I turn around and she is gone. I rush out to the kitchen, where our tree is and she is putting one of the presents under the tree.
I love this photo. She's running down the hall to her daddy - but I can't help thinking that she should be in a 70s show - maybe Charlie's Angels or something.
