I set off driving towards Indy last Friday. I was going to meet up for dinner with my friend that night, spend all of Saturday shopping with my sister, and then head to the Colts game on Sunday. Those plans got severely interrupted as I reached the crest of a hill about an hour into my drive. I popped over just in time to smack into a doe that was standing in the middle of the road in my lane. Luckily for me, I was not injured at all besides being really freaked out (just ask my parents about my hysterics when I called them). My poor jeep, Lola, did not fare as well as me. She wasn't hurt as bad as some deer/car accidents...but she was disabled and had to be towed back to town.
Luckily, she is getting fixed! And to top of finding out my Lola is going to get fixed, my parents drove me to Indy on Sunday for the Colts game after all! They're the best!
At the game we saw a soldier surprise his family and we saw one propose to his girlfriend. Unfortunately, those Colts are still looking for a W this season.
ps. I totally stole the witty post title from my dad. He's more clever than I am :)
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