mrs. rogers

my birthday on the 12th - spent it with ruth and mom. "sushi" from winco - woohoo. good times. i didn't even have to wash my hair.

almost got broadsided ash wednesday by a gal running a red light. luckily i was turning left. i still don't understand how the heck she missed me. i think it was Angels. i swear i saw her car glide through the front end of the volvo, but nothing, no crash, just ... holy cow! holy cow! holy cow! (although i said something much worse) HOW ON EARTH DID SHE MISS ME???!! what if mom had been in the passenger seat?!

the next night - thursday - there was an actual car chase down hillsdale in front of mom's house. two police cars chasing a truck, down one way, then back the other. i ran outside and watched the truck whip past the second time, with the sirens following. pretty exciting. ruth was on her way over just then, and i prayed the truck wouldn't smash into her. oh my god! still don't know what was up - stolen car maybe?

just another week in the neighborhood. well, mom's anyway.