Hey ya'll.  Sorry it's taken me so long to start writing again.  I honestly had meant to be better, but yeah, that never happens.  So, the job's going okay.  Honestly, I'm not that fond of it.  4 year old kindergarten is just not what I want to be teaching.  Unfortuantely, it's just what I need to do right now.  I'm praying that I can make it through to the summer and then get a "real" teaching job next summer.

Well, want to know what the title of this blog means?  Brian and I hit a deer last night in our car.  Our lovely 2005 red Pontiac Vibe.  That car does not have good headlights.  I swear, you can't see like, 6 feet in front of you when it's really dark outside.  Unfortunately, that's how it was traveling down 83 in Mukwonago last night.  Stupid thing came out of nowhere and because it was dark, we didn't see it in time, and even if we had.....it had been raining last night and the roads were super wet.  So we hit him....smashed up the front and driver's side door.  The place we took it has estimated $8700 worth of damage.  Thank the Lord we have insurance.  Furthermore, thank the Lord we weren't hurt.  My back is kinda sore today, but we totally could have flipped the car w/ as wet as it was out there.  So yes, very grateful, but very sad too.