No needlework today. I'm posting this for my sister, who is generally our pre-Christmas car cruncher, although to be fair, not for a number of years now. I drove through the metro station parking garage, a place I've driven a thousand times before, and hit a big concrete pylon type thing that has always been there, and which I have safely navigated around a thousand times before today. Peeled the car skin back just like the lid on a cat food can. I'm hoping the underlying engine stuff is ok, but there's no doubt there's quite a bit of damage. Even the experienced Allstate claims adjuster said "Wow!" to the damage. I had to tear some pieces off with my hands to pull them away from the tire so I could drive to the claims center. I have a rental car to drive. And either the 'flu, or one of the worst colds I've had in years, which may be why I miscalculated. Thank goodness I didn't hit another car--or a person. It is just stuff, even if it is an inconvenient bit of stuff to have out of commission.
Chester: "Did someone say 'catfood can?'"