Random text of the week ..

(a day of shopping ... we scored some rock star parking ... right up front at the mall .. never happens)

Decipher the code....

Hayley .. "we went to chickfila and once we got into the truck the bottom of the cup gave out and Jacobs door doesn't work. You have to open it from the outside of he told me to open the door and as I did a at pulled into the parking spot next to us and my door slammed into where his door opens and got stuck"

Yeah .. and then she was mad because I didn't respond.

Translation ... "mom ... we were at Chick-fil-a in the parking lot. I spilled my drink. I opened the passenger side door in Jacob's truck to dump the rest. When I did that, another car was coming into the open spot next to ours. I hit their car with his door."

Police came. No one got a ticket. No real damage done. She was so TRAUMATIZED that she needed me to call her work and tell them that she couldn't go in that night (4 hours from the time of the 'accident'). Nice try.

Her next text said "thanks a lot mom. I get into an accident and almost die and you can't even call my work for me. yeah, you really care."

Have a GREAT ... accident free week ahead!