Car Accident

So I was recently in a car accident. I was on my way to work right around rush time of 5:00 pm. I was stopped behind a pickup who was stopped for a car in front of him that was turning left. We were waiting a while for the car to be able to turn left, when another car, oblivious to us stopped slammed into the back of me. The driver was looking down and didn't even see me, so she didn't even hit on her breaks. Her hit pushed my car into the back of the pickup in front of me. My poor little neon was like a ping pong ball between the two. Both ends of my car got smashed. She hit me so hard that my CD deck and air vent cover flew out of my car. Stuff that was in my trunk was in the middle of the road. I had my seat belt on but still experienced some serious whiplash. I hit my knees on the dash. I was ultimately ok. I'm still waiting to here the verdict on my car. Poor neon!

Saint Patrick's Day 09

This year for Saint Patrick's Day, we decided to celebrate the holiday in Butte, Montana! Butte is infamously known for throwing one hell of a St. Patty's day party. I think that this is because there are a lot of Irish in Butte. Marcy and I made sweatshirts for the occasion. Her's read, "Shake Your Shamrocks" and mine said, "Who's Your Paddy?" On the back, she was hooligan #1 and I'm hooligan #2. We drank green beer, did irish gigs in the streets, meet up with other friends were in the same fine condition that we were, and made new friends with locals. There were lots of cops out. I'm glad we all were 21, because the second we got there, we got carded. The cops were fun though. They didn't rain on the the festivities of the night. I saw a man passed out at the bar in one of the local pubs. Marcy was really hungry and stole a bratwarst from a stand. We came home with beads, glitter, a little mud, and beer on us. Over all it was a fantastic time! I would recommend Butte on March 17th to anyone (no other day of the year though!)

The Jack

The Lumberjack. The name alone says enough about this bar. Located deep in the wilderness outside a little town called Lolo, MT, this bar is the epiphany of a what one would expect from a Montana bar. The front door is built into a tree. The entire place is made out of wood, don't you dare light a cig in this place. The decorations include chainsaws, stuffed jack rabbits, pictures of local logging heros. The highlight of "The Jack" is a swing seat built at right up at the bar. So fun! Who knew that a playground favorite would be a hit at a bar. However, strategically placed in front of the swing seat is a bell. A bell that as you swing in the seat is screaming at you, "reach up and ring me!" I was lucky enough to have been warned of the bells true meaning before my first visit to the Jack. The person who rings this bell has just volunteered to buy the entire bar a round. Very trick Lumberjacks! Marcy and I put on some good country tunes (from a jukebox!) and began to show the locals how us city girls can swing dance. There was pool, great beer, and our group of friends out numbered the locals. It was overall a great first experience of the Jack!