It started like this: a beautiful snow storm that dumped over a foot at our house. It snowed all weekend. It was great fun. Ryker loved it. I was loving it...
Then in one of my many trips from South Jordan to Farmington that fateful Sunday... ended like this:
Arg!! It was sunny and beautiful in South Jordan, so I set out for church in Farmington. Only to hit a crazy blizzard in North Salt Lake. I promise I slowed down... there were people going faster than me Rick! But nonetheless, I lost control, skidded all over the freeway, and finally slammed into the cement barrier. Ryker screamed. I cried. I felt like a horrible mom. Thank you to the Highway Patrol Officer that got me turned around and out of oncoming traffic.
Now I just await the bad news of the total $. Bumper gone, wheel well bent, suspension off, light gone, cords dangling. It's all adding up to Santa telling me I get no presents! Ahhh... Happy Winter.
