Road Rage

Now, I said in the last post about the false alarm with the fire department. As if things couldn't get any worse, another incident happened last monday. I was going to get a game for  my Wii U that I got for Christmas. So there we were driving on Ottewell road the direction we take to the church when all the sudden we spin out of control and scathe a small pickup truck. And my parents say i'm going to screw up on the road. The left side of the van was dented and the headlight window was broke. Thankfully the driver we hit wasn't as mad as he should've been. Then he took us to his insurance company which was less than 2 blocks away; By that strip mall with IGA. Once that was done we headed over to the police station where we should've gone in the first place. Mom called Dad the minute we hit and he advised we should go to the authorities. Once that was settled we headed home; and I was disappointed we didn't enjoy the day like we should've had. Speaking of driving, you know how I have been begging for a learner's permit or even the driver's book. Well, my parents say I going to have to learn I'm not permitted to drive their vehicles when I get a license.

All fired up

Okay, now this post may be short but it's something to do with last Thursday night. My mother was cooking dinner when she accidentally spilled oil on the pan. Inconveniently the smoke alarm was nearby and it wailed for about 2 seconds before mom shut it off. She was expecting a call from ADT (our alarm brand company) but they didn't call due to issues with the smoke alarm which went off in the first place. Then aunt Suzanne called saying she got a call from them, and told her they called the fire department. Pretty soon they arrived, as the police and mom was outside saying there was nothing to see and she was sorry(I'm glad they didn't break the door.) After that they left and word spread to my aunt Alisha who got pictures of the incident. It was quite eventful and a bit hilarious. Oh, I wish it could've been the police, then I could've turned my brother Grayson in for physical assault and repeated scarring (for life.)