Automobiles, Hit and Runs, Drunk Drivers, and Hope

Well on Saturday, as Jason, Z, Taylor and I were coming home from a fun filled day at the flee market (complete with every kind of white trailer trash you can think of) we came across two cyclers on either side of Old San Jose Road. We were the 2nd people on the scene. Jason, being trained to deal with these kinds of things, got out of the car to go and see if he could help while me and the kids stayed in the car to wait. So Jason did his thing, helped in whatever way he could, which wasn't much since there were already two RN's there, and then he got back in the car. I had decided to turn the car off since we were waiting for so long, but when he tried to turn the car back on, it turned out that the battery had died. Luckily a tow truck passing by had stopped so we asked him to give us a jump.

That night we went to the adult session of Stake Conference. We wanted to get home quickly because it was late and we wanted to salvage what was left of our Saturday night so after the prayer was said, we made a B-line for the door. Unfortunately we got stopped by about 8 different people who all wanted to talk our ears off, so finally we made it out of there commenting the whole way about how popular we are and everything but also rolling our eyes a little bit. Well we finally made it to our exit. Summit Road. It wasn't 20 seconds after we got off that we saw something hazy in front of us and came to a skidding halt. After getting a closer look, we saw a dark blue SUV turned over in our lane, smoking, people still in it banging on the window screaming, "help! Somebody help!" And screaming all other kinds of obscenities.  In a panic I told Jason, "there's two people in that car! Get out and help them!" and I quickly got Taylor out of the car so she didn't get hit in case someone coming around the corner came around too fast to notice us. So Jason went up to the car and was yelling at the two girls to unlock the door and they were just too out of it to take directions. They finally just ended up crawling out the back window which was all smashed in. So two blond girls about in their twenties emerge, obviously intoxicated. As other people arrived on the scene they started trying to call 911 but apparently all circuits were busy. Finally someone got through, a tourist, and she didn't even know where we were so Jason grabbed her phone and started telling the dispatcher our location. After that he went over to the girls and laid them down and tried to help them. One was totally covered in blood and the other was perfectly fine. Most graciously the one covered in blood kept grabbing at Jason (I'm afraid we might have to throw his shirt away it is so stained with her blood) and he kept having to smack her hand away. Also we could hear them whispering to each other to tell the police that the driver had taken off so when the police finally got there Jason had to tell them the real story. Turns out, after talking to Trevor Smith, our CHP friend, that the driver has had 3 DUI's now and since she injured her friend she is supposed to go to jail for at least a year. We'll see if that happens.

The interesting thing is that if we would have been there just 20 seconds earlier, I am fairly certain we would have been smashed into. Thank heavens we are popular. ;)

It also turns out that there have been 2 cycling hit and runs this week that resulted in fatalities. One of them wasn't found until 12 hours later and had been alive on the side of the road for 6 hours before he died. I'm pretty sure it has something to do with the world tour that's coming through this area this week. I don't think cycling is such a good idea.

On Saturday night at the accident I saw something leaking out of Jason's car, but it was too dark to see what it was so Jason just assumed it was coolant. Guess not because on Monday he was driving to school and his car started sounding like a diesel truck and then it died. Needless to say he ran out of oil and his engine is shot. Bummer. That was our reliable car, too. Our other car we have been expecting to die for quite some time now. Talk about the crap hitting the fan.

All in all it was a pretty busy week and it hasn't slowed down yet. That seems to be the way of our life these days. So exciting. Jason has a few interviews in the next couple of weeks so we are hoping somebody picks him up and gives him a good job so we can finally move out of our family's house that we've been living in for 2 1/2 years and get our life started again. I know something will work out, so despite trials in our life, I am looking up with a hopeful eye. My hopes could come crashing down as they usually do, but all one can do is hope. I would be one very down person if I couldn't at least hope.
I am thankful for what I have in my life at this time, and am hoping for things to get better.

And my song for the day is:

Keith Urban's "Better Life"

Thanks for reading. :)