THERE ARE NO WORDS...(shaking head)

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HOLLYWOOD HERE SHE COMES

RYAN IN ACTION

PRINCESS GRACIE

USED UP ANOTHER OF MY 9 LIVES

Sally Levine was almost a distant memory. Friday night after work, I went out with a few of my friends Tracy and Michele. We left Michele's car in the parking lot and took mine. As we were driving back about midnight to get her car, we were almost in an accident on the highway going 70 mph. It all happened so fast it was a blur but this is how it happened to the best of my recollection. There was a pretty good amount of cars on the road at the time. We were in the middle lane and I had a tractor trailer to my right and a motorcycle and a car in front of the motorcycle to my left as well as a fair amount cars behind me, but at a little of a distance I think. The car in front of the motorcycle lost control somehow crossed over into the HOV lane, and crashed into the median, bounced off the jersey barrier then skidded sideways completely across oncoming traffic right in front of the motorcycle, us, and the tractor trailer. The tractor trailer then came into my lane, nearly missing us, to avoid hitting the skidding car. So I got pinched out and was trying to avoid hitting both the motorcycle, trailer, and the car. By the grace of God, no one hit me. It looked to us as if the motorcycle got hit, because he too skidded in front of us and the truck. The car that caused it all slammed into the guardrail in the breakdown lane which was actually a jersey barrier as well.As this is all happening, I do the protective mommy thing where I fling my arm across Michele as if Im going to save her from reeling out the windshield. Only her boobs got in the way which gave us a good laugh afterword. LOL. They were both pretty calm, which was good because if they started freaking out or screaming I probably would have killed us all. Oh, did I mention this took place on a bridge over the Farmington River? So Scary. Tires squealing, the smell of rubber burning, smoke, slamming on the breaks. Ugh, I was so shaken. We all were. The truck continued driving. So he must not have hit anything. Thank God that guy knew how to handle a situation like that. He could have easily lost control and plowed into the motorcycle or us leaving 8 children (between the 3 of us) motherless. I drove back by and it didn't seem like anyone was hurt, there was only 1 cop their and no ambulance. We had called 911. The car was pretty smashed up and sitting in the middle of the right lane, but the 2 occupants were outside of it. That was a huge relief. I do not want to witness someone dying (again). The motorcycle was no where to be found. He must have made it unscathed. That is a damn miracle.
I couldn't sleep that night. Up till 4 AM. (then up with Grace at 5:30, UGH). I had all these "what ifs" running through my head. What if the last conversation I have on eath was that about some crazy ass girl we work with. What a waste that would have been. Regrets, Ive had a few...What if the last human I touch is Michele's boob (hahaha). What if I made one sudden move in either direction and we could all be mince meat right now. Ive been in my share of accidents in my day and the worst thing is hearing the tires squeal knowing that impact is coming and theres nothing you can do about it but hold on and wait to be hit. And its always happening in slow motion. Ive not forgotten that sound and feeling from my accident in 1992. It haunts me. Since I have been in 3 accidents and all hit from behind, (none were my fault by the way) whenever I hear tires squealing or if I ever have to stop quick, I immediatly look in my rear view to see if anythings going to slam into me. I do it without thinking now. I think I used up another of my 9 lives that night. Thank God im here to tell you about it. We defiantly had angles among us.

HAPPY GIRL! I LOVE WHEN DADDY SINGS TO ME!

WHY IS DADDY SLOWING THE SONG DOWN?

WHY ISNT DADDY SINGING ANYMORE?

ZACHARY THE GREAT

So its been a while since my last post. Been really busy around the Levine household. Im really sorry to all of my friends and family that I have been ignoring latley. Lots to blog about Zachary this time. He's been out of school since June 16th. Its been nice having him home and spending time with him. The sleeping till noon and being up when I get home from work at 1130pm is getting a little old. Thats to be expected at times I guess, but Im not having it everyday. The other day he went for his yearly eye exam and to get a new pair of glasess. Those come in next week. But he is also going to try contacts. Which is huge for him. Better to get them now before the start of 8th grade so that if he likes them he will already be used to them before high school.......SCREEECH! Did I just say high school and Zachary in the same sentence? OMG Im going to have a panic attack. How does a 4 year old go to high school? Its really painful for me to admit this, but he is officially taller than me. Every year since we moved here we measure him. Once on his birthday and then 6 months later on June 25th. He and Steve have been rubbing it in for a while now about him being taller but Ive been able to brush it off since it wasnt official. We were about the same height on his 12th birthday. But since then he has been saying things like "Dont make me come down there"....in reference to my height. So we measure him and then they made me get measured too. I went kicking and screaming. Had them fooled for a moment as I stood on my tippys hoping no one would notice. Ah, it was a sad day for Mom.

Let me back up to Fathers Day. Zachary is so thoughtful. He just amazes me sometimes. He decided to gather bricks in the back yard to try and spell out "happy fathers day"...but of course that takes up a lot of room, so it became "Happy F-Day"...adorable. He did this in the middle of the night, when he was supposed to be sleeping. Took him hours. He was probably up till 2am. But who could get mad at that? Steve was so impressed! Then he made Steve breakfast. Scrambled eggs ,toast, bacon and coffee. What a kid huh? We had my father in law over for dinner.

I have to continue my brag. In school Zachary had to take a test called the Degrees of Reading Power (DRP). They are tested in the fall and spring in grades 6,7 and 8. For the second year in a row, not only did Zachary score above average in his grade, but also above average in the district. Cute and smart. Watch out girls! Oh yea, theres a new girlfriend. Her name is Taylor. Thats about all I can get out of him. Im still trying to convince him that Im cool, and he's still not buying it.

Last but not least, I have to tell you about his "senior prom". No, not as in high school like you might be thinking. The explorers put on a senior prom at a local old folks home. It wasn't a nursing home it was more like assisted living. This was not mandatory. He actually signed up voluntarily. And not many people did. He had to dress up in a button down shirt and tie. Oh and he learned to tie the tie himself after about 2 seconds of practice. On the ride over I was completely razzing him all in good fun. He was making it too easy for me. Oh I was bad. He said things like "Can I have a piece of gum?" And I said " Why, you need to have minty fresh breath for your date?" Then I told him to be careful smooching cuz dentures can come out easily. LOL Im mean I know but he was laughing too. Then when we drove in there was an old lady sitting on a bench with a blank stare on her face, and I said "Oh, maybe thats her! Should we pick her up?" Then he told me he was a little nervous, and I said "Its ok to be nervous on your first date honey, should we stop and get a corsage?" Ok, ok, I went to far but I made the kid laugh and thats all that mattered. I was sure to tell him that I was real proud of him and how it probably meant a lot to those seniors who rarely ever get company. Steve was going to text him and ask if he had gotten any numbers yet, but he was able to refrain, unlike myself. I said to Steve "at least we dont have to worry about him going parking in a wheelchair". When he got home, he said he danced with about 10 blue hairds and it wasnt that bad. He said they wernt as old as he thought they would be. I asked him how did he decide who to dance with first? He said he went for the youngest one he saw! LOL That kid cracks me up!

Im just not ready for him to grow up. I know I keep saying that. But contacts, girlfriends, older women (hahaha couldnt resist) driving, surpassing my 5'4, whats next? Slow down kid, Im not ready for you to grow up so fast!