A Comedy of Errors

Aaargh....I am in the shower and I hear the phone ring.  I figure it is a telemarketer and let it go to the machine.  Immediately the phone rings again so I hop out of the shower still full of soap and it is Frank.  He got a call that Bella was about a mile away at Bayside Grill. (Yes, Tamie Thompson, I know you told me so...).  So I jump back in, rinse off, throw on clothes.

Nancy isn't here so I have to get Mom to get into the car all the while explaining that she doesn't need to comb her hair and put on lipstick again because we are just going to get the dog.  Grab the puppy, put her in the cage, call Buddy in, turn around...Mom went upstairs to comb her hair and put on lipstick.  Go up and get her trying to explain that we are in a rush.  Get her downstairs and into the car, hit the garage door opener and back up......right into the garage door that was only halfway open!!!!  Luckily David was here so he went and got Bella girl and then came home and put the garage door back together.  My car wasn't so lucky.........

 

The right side

 

 

The left side. 

Yep that is a huge scratch up there.

I think hope the scuffs along the back of the spoiler can be rubbed out.

 

 

All that brown stuff is rusty aluminum that came from the bottom weather stripping of the door.

But the door goes up and down as good as ever so I am happy about that.