Quote: ~Welcome to my bar, pull up a stool and have a few shots. I am the mother of a beautiful, yet challenging son with autism. And yes, I'm a witch.
And how was YOUR day? This is how mine ended. I was sitting in line waiting to order some take out food when the lady behind me confused her break peddal with her gas pedal. Instead of stopping, she accelorated in to me, shoving me in to two cars ahead of me. My head whipped back and my knees came up and hit the dash. Pudd'n is ok. I have whip lash and am waiting for Steve to get home with the drugs and some whiskey. This just fucking sucks.