You could have knocked me down with a feather but instead this guy decided to use the front of his car. Last night the unthinkable happened: Garman and I were knocked down on our way home. Luckily the guy wasn’t doing any sort of speed but I had no hope of avoiding the collision all the same. Thankfully the seat and the helmet did their jobs and all we got was a fright. Some fright though! At least all the preparations for the party kept it off my mind although I will admit to dissolving into tears when Himself came home, when I was making the chili and when I was making the carrot cake. Man I was just looking at my own instructions for carrot cake and wished I had followed my own advice. Doh Rosie that’s why you wrote it down!