Sweet and Sour ... almost
Today was a sweet and sour day...
The sweet of it was the wedding shower that Janis and I had for Lori in the office. I made a strawberry pretzel salad and brought a decorated cake. We all got together, had devotions, a bit of fun, and gave her all sorts of containers with ingredients in them, along with a recipe for that ingredient. Sweet!
The sour of it - that ended up sweet - happened this morning at 0-dark-thirty, and I heard of it through a coworker. Not a good way to hear that your husband has been in an accident... but I'll let him tell you about it from the email I got later this morning:
I was in the center lane and came up on a snow plow. People had passed him on the left so I went into that lane. As I approached the plow, I noticed he was in the MIDDLE of the left and center lanes and I couldn’t get by. So I slowed down and pulled back in the center lane and then moved to the right lane. However, I did not see the semi in the right lane who banged into me, causing me to spin and come right back into his path. He hit me again and as I spun and stopped in the left lane before hitting the wall. I was able to move off to the side of the road. We exchanged information and I came to work. Less damage to the SUV than I thought there would be. No one else stopped. No injuries. No police. But I could have easily been seriously hurt. And if a policeman HAD come by, I would have been late to work.
So, there was a sweet to that sour. It could have been awful! And another blessing? He was driving the WMBI SUV, which is practically a tank. But then, it's probably because he was driving it that the accident occurred (see the part about not seeing through the windows...).
GOD IS GOOD!
The sweet of it was the wedding shower that Janis and I had for Lori in the office. I made a strawberry pretzel salad and brought a decorated cake. We all got together, had devotions, a bit of fun, and gave her all sorts of containers with ingredients in them, along with a recipe for that ingredient. Sweet!
The sour of it - that ended up sweet - happened this morning at 0-dark-thirty, and I heard of it through a coworker. Not a good way to hear that your husband has been in an accident... but I'll let him tell you about it from the email I got later this morning:
I was in the center lane and came up on a snow plow. People had passed him on the left so I went into that lane. As I approached the plow, I noticed he was in the MIDDLE of the left and center lanes and I couldn’t get by. So I slowed down and pulled back in the center lane and then moved to the right lane. However, I did not see the semi in the right lane who banged into me, causing me to spin and come right back into his path. He hit me again and as I spun and stopped in the left lane before hitting the wall. I was able to move off to the side of the road. We exchanged information and I came to work. Less damage to the SUV than I thought there would be. No one else stopped. No injuries. No police. But I could have easily been seriously hurt. And if a policeman HAD come by, I would have been late to work.
So, there was a sweet to that sour. It could have been awful! And another blessing? He was driving the WMBI SUV, which is practically a tank. But then, it's probably because he was driving it that the accident occurred (see the part about not seeing through the windows...).
GOD IS GOOD!
