Old man winter got the best of me yesterday...

You can say I am yet another casualty of the snowstorm that hit the northeast yesterday.

On my way home from the grocery store, I lost control of my Jeep when I was going over an icy bridge through the back roads.
Thank goodness there was no on coming traffic.
Or worse yet an oncoming snowplow.
Thank goodness there was a guardrail.
Thank goodness I didn't go over the guardrail and into the creek.
Thank goodness for kind strangers.

May sound corny to some but I know the good Lord above is watching over me. As He has my whole life and for as long as I can remember. I have lots of stories that would put a cat with nine lives to shame. I guess He's not ready for me yet. I must have more to do here.
What that is? I have no idea.

I'm fine. Just really sore and have a small cut on my hand. My Jeep on the other hand didn't fare as well. Battered and bruised, I was still able to limp her home. Hubs says she may be old, but she's tough and he can fix her. Although she won't be as pretty as she once was. That's okay with me. I can totally relate.
I'm more worried about my Jeep. Hubs is more worried about me. Hugging me tight his words, "I can replace a vehicle. But I can't replace you." He's such a sweet man.

Did I see my life flash before my eyes? Nope. Not sure if I was supposed to. I did say "Oh sh*t!" when I felt her start to slide and lose control. Now I know how a NASCAR driver feels. But on a much smaller level.
MUCH smaller level. ((hee-hee))

Happy Friday, all.
Drive safe.

P.S.
I forgot one...
Thank goodness for Advil.

:> )