Deer Story...

Ok.  So deer story. 

Last week was obviously not the best week for my little family.  The Hub's got laid off, my mother-in-law got kidney stones, the Princess started getting her 2 year old molars (and she is NOT a happy teether.  She gets a fever and stuffy and yeah...not a pretty sight) and yeah, just not a good week.  So I was driving back from the grocery store and was just around the block from my house.  Seriously...less than a 1/2 mile away from my house.  I'm talking on the phone with my sister-in-law about how cruddy the week has been and how things most likely couldn't get any worse. 

Here is what happened.

Heather:  "Yeah...Scott and I woke up this morning, looked at each other and said we're next...we just know..."

Me:  "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  (Screaming)  I JUST GOT HIT BY A DEER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

That's right folks.  Right as we were talking about how cruddy the week was...it got worse.  But honestly...it's really QUITE funny to us now.  Hilarious actually.  I was driving our beater car so we can look at it and laugh. 

I was driving in the far right hand lane since I was going to turn at the next intersection.  I was going 45 mph when all of a sudden a deer JUMPED off the right hand side of the road and SMACK!  Hit my passenger side mirror, bounced off and hit the door, bounced off and hit the other door, and then its hind end hit the car's hind end and left a rather large impression of deer hiney in the back panel of the car.  You know...the one that can't be replaced because it's connected to the roof?  I really don't know what happened to the deer.  It was 9:00 pm or so so I couldn't see if it walked off or not.  It wasn't anywhere to be found the next day so I'm hoping I didn't kill it...that would really make me feel guilty. 

One of the first thoughts that went through my mind was this...  "Wow...now I know how Rory felt!"  I'm a huge Gilmore Girls fan and goodness...I totally understand how Rory felt now.  If you haven't seen that clip...she gets hit by a deer while stopped at a stop sign.  I personally think my deer was even more stupid because it thought it could take on a moving vehicle.  But anyways...we're all good.  I'm ok.  The only victim of this story was the mirror.  It's dead.  It's gone.  It was just replaced last month.  Whoops. 

I'll post pictures tomorrow but it's snowing and I'm lazy today.  So tune back in tomorrow for the updated pics. 

Guess What Came Today...?

Take a guess and tune in on Friday!

New Addition...

I just bought this chair.

Trust me...the picture DOESN'T do it justice.  

I had to find a nice, red(ish) velvet chair for a groomal shoot I'm doing and I stumbled across this one.  The price was decent and it looked like it was in good shape from the picture so I said sure.  I went out this morning...took a look at it and oh my!  I fell in love.  It's in PERFECT condition.

I love it.  

I'm going to eventually (after the snow is gone and it comes in the house instead of being used for shoots) re-stain the feet to a much darker wood and eventually...when the velvet starts to wear...I'm going to re-upholster it to a fun and graphic print...like maybe this one...

Or this one...

Or maybe even this one...

Or I could go crazy and do something like this...

Or even this...

Call me nutty...but I kinda like the fish.  Random, I know.  

But for now, the chair will stay as is and instead get a lovely pillow made from this...

And it's going in my reading nook.  Mmmmmmmmm....

Happy 4th of July weekend! 

Oh Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.....

Blogger just made me really mad.

I had this whole HUGE post about my kitchen (well...my future kitchen) all typed up and beautiful with 3D renderings of what it will look like and it told me there was an error in posting and it didn't save it as a draft.

Kinda peeved about it.

So I'm taking a blogger break for right now and will do it tomorrow morning.

There's nothing worse than waking up to this...

...at odd hours of the night.

Honest. 

'Specially when you already have to wake up super early to go to work.

Blah.