CRASH!

Unfortunately, yesterday I had my very first ever car accident. It was really more of a fender-bender, but now I can no longer say I've never been in an accident. Bummer! And let me tell you, I'm not real happy about it either. I was patiently waiting at a roundabout for a car to go through when a big, white, jacked-up, monster-like Dodge Ram (with big teeth and red, glowing eyes) decided not to see little ol' me, and ran right into my backside. Fortunately, a little whiplash and a scrunched up rear-end, was all that happened. My necks a little stiff today, but not too bad.
I also had another first today, I went to the chiropractor. Honestly, the only reason I went was to say to my insurance that I actually went in to get checked. Now I might get in trouble for saying this, but I'm not a big believer in chiropractors. All they seem to do is yank your body into all sorts of contortionist positions, wait for your body to make strange noises, make something hurt that didn't hurt when you got there, and then tell you to come back in a week for some more "adjusting." I felt like a rice krispy--snap, crackle, and pop! Now, if he'll stick to the ultra sound, heat packs, and massages, then that's worth going back for. And I guess I did get a cute little pillow and a high-tech-gel-ice pack-type-thingy out of it. So who's complaining?