...for a different kind of girl

silent surburban girl releasing her voice, not yet knowing what all she wants to say about her life and the things that make it spin. do you have to be 18 to be here? you'll know when i know.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

'good times never seemed so good'

thank you, semi driver. i'd marveled at your stellar, near death-defying lane changes during evening rush hour on the interstate twice earlier, including once in front of me going around a bend at 70 mph.

trust me. i called you a prick. i reserve that for my special friends, and honestly, it seemed appropriate. especially five minutes later when, at 75 mph and with no room, you changed lanes right in front of the lady directly to my right.

oh, she and i met. our vehicles - her's a small toyota and my mini - had a conjugal visit right there on the interstate as she swerved in the only direction she could to escape your
"duel" moves.

that we didn't roll or t-bone into the wealth of other vehicles and motorcycles roaring near us is nothing short of impressive. that i wasn't rear ended as i slammed my brakes on, taking me from 75 mph to maybe 20 in an instant must have been magic.

that you drove on, seemingly oblivious to what you had done, is amazing. not, however, unexpected.

so here's what you missed:

  • my oldest son, upon whose side we impacted with the other motorist, in tears and shaking nearly to the point of being physically ill.
  • more than one hour waiting off on the side of the interstate with the hot early evening sun roasting down on my youngest son (who somehow stayed asleep for the entire episode) while waiting for a police officer to arrive and fill our paperwork.
  • me in tears, realizing just how utterly horrific this three-second span of time could have been to my family. that none of us nor the very gracious and lovely woman we were forced to share this experience with were killed or seriously hurt is stunning. and i'm all about stunning.
  • amazingly minimal damage to our respective vehicles, despite the impact and skidding we were forced to do together down a stretch of interstate highway.

so thank you, semi driver - peach tree windows & doors semi driver, to be exact, since i feel like we know each other now and i feel it's ok to call you prick. and an ass. i quite imagine you went on your speedy little way much the same after causing this accident. you probably don't even know you caused this, which makes me oh, that much more happy. good for you, prick.

sidebar - this event took place tuesday night while the boys and i were en route across town to pick my husband up from work. "why did you have to pick him up from work?" you might be asking. "doesn't he have a car he can use?" this is the part where i would say yes, my husband does indeed have a car that he uses. in fact, we just had new brakes installed on said car late last week. happily, these new rear brakes locked on my husband today as he was driving, resulting in not an accident of his own (thankfully), but the need to have the car towed to the dealer who installed said brakes.

in addition, i capped this two hour experience off in grand style when my husband turned to me at dinner and announced he would be out of a job by october 1st. should any of the people also eating dinner at that particular burger king at 6:15 p.m. tuesday evening actually read this very blog and saw some ragged and tired looking woman start to cry over her grilled chicken sandwich and diet coke...that was me. hope i didn't make your dining experience too uncomfortable. i mean, how much more uncomfortable can it get when we're already choosing burger king for our meal?

oh, wait! one more thing! in my state of procrastination lately, i left my new vehicle insurance cards on my kitchen counter before leaving the house this afternoon, so yes, i was cited for failure to have proof of insurance - a $710 penalty - and now have to appear in court next month to have the fine dismissed. this day? utter freakin' perfection.

and speaking of perfection, who'd have believed you could start talking about neil diamond with people (and when i say "people" i mean ftn, whose blog i'm on a personal crusade to pimp since he always seems to be hurting for readers) and suddenly have perfect opportunity to take the lyrical master out beyond email banter and into the light (oh yeah, baby. the heartlight) of a post heading? watch the clip. it's worth it for the lip lick at the end...sigh. then let me know if you have any ideas on what "warm, touching warm" means.

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Blogger Confused Husband said...

Holey shit!

I'm just speechless right now. I wish I could say something but I don't have the words right now. Here's to a much better kick ass day tomorrow.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007 10:38:00 PM  
Blogger Confused Husband said...

Oh my. I just saw the new picture. very nice. Indeed.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 12:53:00 AM  
Blogger Nanette said...

I know sorry doesn't cut it, but I don't know what else to say. :(

What a shitty day.

Here's a big giant hug, from me to you (((((MILK))))).

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 1:38:00 AM  
Blogger Nanette said...

On my way out the door, I noticed a new profile picture....very nice, very MILKy. :)

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 1:44:00 AM  
Blogger The Savage said...

Well now.. ummmmmmm that was a shity experience for ya... I mean damn!

You have my number (unless ya lost it and or forgotted it) ifn's ya just wanna talk.. I'll cheer you up with my Vader impression.. hell.. I'll throw in Jabba the Hutt dialogue too

New pic? I like the old one better... there was more mystique to it... this isn't to say that spotlighting the Kick Ass Rack (KAR) isn't nice (which it is) I just prefer the old pic....

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 5:50:00 AM  
Blogger Edtime Stories said...

I like the new pic too.

Hun, call Peachtree and tell them what happened, or better yet have your lawyer do it. I know they would want to know.

I am glad you are not injured, but it is an awful experience.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 7:31:00 AM  
Blogger Recovering Soul said...

Oh geez, sorry to hear that. I have always hated driving next to semi trucks on the interstate for that very reason.

And thanks for your neil diamond kick. I love it!

The puppetmaster strikes again. Why are you letting him rule you like that?

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 7:47:00 AM  
Blogger Kelly said...

What an awful day. I ached just reading this. Here's hoping for a much, much better today. And tomorrow. And for at least the next six months.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 8:17:00 AM  
Blogger JUnderCovers said...

Yikes, what a close call! I'm sorry I wasn't there to activate our Wonder Twins powers together and turn myself into a giant waterbed mattress with which to cushion the side of your mini. And I'm sure Gleek as off fucking around somewhere and not paying attention like he's supposed to be.

Seriously, sorry you had such a shite day. Thanks for the Neil clip, although I had to restart it because my inadvertant mashup of him with Nine Inch Nails on my WBRU stream didn't quite work. He IS the man. Makes me proud of my hairy chest again. And you know damn well what "touching warm" means.

Kick ass picture, BTW. I'd recognize that rack anywhere.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 8:31:00 AM  
Blogger Therese in Heaven said...

I'm so sorry for your bad day.

I hope there's a way to track down your prickish friend and let him get a little credit for all the fun he caused you, your family, and the other woman.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 8:32:00 AM  
Blogger FTN said...

Well how am I supposed to say something funny and Neil Diamond-related after a post like this?

I'm really sorry to hear about all that. But I'm glad to hear that no one was hurt. What a sucky day, though. You had to wait an HOUR for a police car? And then you get cited for failure to have proof of insurance? Ugh.

Does everyone in the world have a silver Dodge Caravan, by the way? Mine actually has a slight bit of passenger-side damage in the exact same spot. Because my wife apparently forgot how to parallel park.

Does your husband have some other plans or job ideas? I guess it's good that he has that much notice. Surely in six months he might be able to find a cure for cancer or perhaps audition for some new series on the SciFi channel.

Oh, did you know that Neil Diamond wrote "Sweet Caroline" late one night after a big show at the forum? He and his bass player had been drinking pretty heavily and they were driving. They drove down a dark road and Neil hit a kid. They got out and he was dead. So they took off, pretty fast. And two hours later, he wrote "Sweet Caroline."

I'm also in agreement with everyone else about the new profile pic. Way to rock the cleavage, Tricia.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 8:42:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


Your new picture looks great. And I'm glad to hear you're all ok. Look on the bright side, even with all that, it could have been worse.

Not much worse, but it still could have been worse.

Have a better Wednesday!

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 9:09:00 AM  
Blogger Desmond Jones said...

Ugh! Sort of your classic, 'Terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad day'. Hope you didn't buy a lottery ticket.

Not to make light of your trauma, only to try and soften it just a tiny bit. One of those things would be terrible enough; taken all together, it just seems gratuitous on the Universe's part.

Glad everyone's OK. I echo what Ed said - Peachtree needs to hear from you; hearing from your lawyer would be even better.

I will pray for your family. . .

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 9:23:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That you are able to maintain even a semblance of sense of humor in spite of all that speaks volumes. I am really glad that you and your boys are ok. That must have been terrifying.


Wednesday, April 18, 2007 10:36:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good lord! I'm glad you're all alright. And awesome on you for tying in Neil Diamond... I love that man!!

And I like the new picture!!

And ok, what is that nonsensical assembly of random letters at the end of FL's comment?

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 11:08:00 AM  
Blogger ArtfulDodger said...

Good grief! How did I miss this yesterday? So sorry to hear about your day and your brush with near tragedy-sorta-coulda-been moment. I just priority mailed you a HUGE 'ol Dodger Bear Hug and those are gauranteed to make you feel all better. :)

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 12:22:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

goodness! let it be known that when i go to all of your sites, i often don't even realize the profile pictures! i change mine after eight months and it's like this beam of wonderful light shines on the world! it has certainly driven up my profile view counts. all your glorious praises makes me wonder what else i can do!

let it be known, however, that that picture is but a marginal representation of the 'kar.' had i given you more, i quite suspect it would have resulted in the immediate shutdown of the internet. and then you all would have been mad at me. once you got past the allure of how i rock the cleavage, of course.


confused - today has been mildly better, thank you. just got off the phone with the other motorist's insurance company (i swear, i want to send this lady flowers, she was so nice!) and i'll be getting a rental vehicle. let's cross fingers it's something utterly kick ass to match my persona!

as for that other thing? indeed!

nanette - big old milky hugs back to you! thank you!

of course, saying that doesn't sound the least bit strange and yet mildly erotic, does it?!

savage - i forget nothing! well, except to put my new insurance cards in my wallet and glove compartment. geez. nor will i now forget the fact that you can do some jabba. hmm...

the picture? perhaps it will be a rotating thing.

ed - yes, yesterday truly included - short of a fire and natural disaster and a jinx on myself for now saying that - every possible bad thing that could happen to me. i have emailed the window company with a nice little missive about my experiences! who knows what, if any, good it will bring me. i did refrain from referring to the driver as a prick, though. figured it was a good tactic.

rs - i have to be honest, i have a bit of road shock now. it seems silly and i won't let it control me, of course, but it's that thinking about "what could have been" that freezes me a bit.

what thaws me? yep. some neil d., baby. that and the puppetmaster - who doesn't even realize he's the puppetmaster!

kelly - what scares me about all of this latest news i received is how quickly the next six months will go by. we're not in a position to face that. but today, it's all about sunshine and positivity! so my style!

j - had i not been so 'wonder twins' slow on the draw i could have transformed into a cougar or something equally as fast and simply avoided the situation. as for gleek, there needs to be some disciplinary action there.

can neil diamond do no wrong? i say no. absolutely not. in my mind, he's 70s era neil, rocking the tight jeans and flirty unbuttoned shirt to taunt me with that hairy chest and wicked mane of hair. you better believe i know what warm, touching warm is!

ftn - it is my belief that silver dodge minivans are standard issue to every couple from the very moment sperm and egg meet. they will be the last things still in operation in the event of alien attacks that destroy the planet. smoldering in the rubble will be an army of silver dodges, hell bent on revenge.

i heard neil loves hardcore, barely legal porno. his bizarre, insatiable and downright dangerous sexual habits led him to right 'cracklin' rose.' this is one of 387 reasons why i love him.

that, and he yell's "get it!" in that video clip. oh yeah, baby!

lbp - it was the worse i wanted for the day, to be sure! so far today, much better. however, work taunts me in a couple hours. we'll see what adventures that brings!

desmond - would it have been the kicker to the day,though, if i *had* purchased a lottery ticket and then tonight found out we won!? because honestly, in light of all my tuesday news, a lottery win would be most appreciated at this point!

and thank you for the prayers. you are the sweetest man.

finished - it's only because i was so tired from all the various crying i had done last night that i was able to find some tiny glimmer of humor in the situations. thank you for your warm thoughts.

taja - when it comes right down to it, neil pretty much makes every day better, like a longfellow serenade. or, of course, a dog named 'fadkog' would work, too. the string of letters is finished's word verification when he comments here. apparently i make sure blogger gives him the preamble to the constitution when he leaves remarks here!

art - i'll be waiting at my door like a sad puppy, waiting for the one of the multitude of delivery men who come to my house daily to leave your package here. and when i say 'package'...oh, you know what i mean!

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 3:09:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

therese - i knew i was going to forget someone! sorry, sorry, sorry! i sent an email to the company, but i wonder if i'll even hear anything back. will let you know, though, if i do.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 3:13:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Geeeeeez, what a shitty day! I hope today has gone better. I'm so glad you and the kids and other driver were ok. What an ass - I hate driving around semis, they suck. And I can say that cuz hubby used to be one, for about a milisecond.

And that bites about hubby's job - hopefully he'll find something between now & then.

What a crappy day. You should have had a whopper and a chocolate shake!

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 5:25:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow, sorry about your nasty day but very happy everyone is OK ...

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 6:28:00 PM  
Blogger Summer Rose said...

What an emotional rock and roll of a day, I've had my fair share of close calls. Nothing like this, one of my close moments was on a free way where a car wasn't paying attention on my turn signal, I almost plowed into some trees, near the exit some how my suv, lifted up and I was facing the west bound lanes. C was with me slept through the whole thing.

So Glad to know every thing will be okay. Praying you have a better week. Love the new pic

Wednesday, April 18, 2007 7:07:00 PM  
Blogger Chris said...

Glad to hear everybody's ok. But sorry to hear about your husband's job.

Thursday, April 19, 2007 12:47:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

lady c - had i heard the job news prior to placing my very sensible order, i'd have simply jumped behind the counter and gone into the back and placed myself directly under the shake machine! sometimes i feel it best that i practice some level of self control!

xi - i'm as happy. the oldest is past his trauma, the youngest never woke up during the experience, and me? i'm happy to stick to suburban streets for the time being!

summer - your experience sounds scary, too! don't know if the week's been better, per say, but at least it's about over. thanks for the prayers, truly.

chag - in the immortal words of the "facts of life" theme song, "you take the good, you take the bad."

Thursday, April 19, 2007 2:09:00 PM  
Blogger Biscuit said...

Yikes! Sorry you're having to deal with so many sh*t sandwiches all at once!

Thursday, April 19, 2007 6:08:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

biscuit - it doesn't pay to be the last table up to the dinner line at a bad potluck, that's for sure!

Monday, April 23, 2007 12:53:00 AM  

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