Interesting day...
Probably not the words someone might choose after getting assaulted,
but I digress...
We took a cake decorating class today! Karthik and Violeta babysat
little Sophie for us so we could have a little extended time together
(thanks guys!!). I got to learn how to work with fondant, a type of
rolled icing. The stuff is like play-doh (which incidentally is non
toxic so I guess you could technically use it to decorate cakes as
well). We learned how to make pearls and roses out of fondant too (the
leaves don't count because they were just cookie cutters). The end
result was surprisingly good for a first try, and much easier than
expected. I'll post some photos later.
Afterwards we rented a moving truck to go pick up a living room set
that Eda got a great deal for. At this pace we'll have all our
furniture before we move in to the new house!
I was following Eda back to her house in the rented truck but I
unfortunately cut someone off when I got on the road ( the blind spots
are HUGE). The guy had a classic case of road rage and cut me back off
and forced me to stop in the middle of Main street. He got out of the
car yelling and cussing and walked up to my window.
I had made a few mistakes up to this point:
1) I cut him off in the first place (accidentally)
2) I let him stop me in the middle of the road
3) I watched him walk up to the car angrily
4) I had my windows rolled down (they were already rolled down when I
got the truck because it was hot)
Before I knew it I got clocked across the face and the guy was gone. I
was stunned. I looked around and there was blood spatter everywhere,
but there are no mirrors inside moving trucks so I couldn't assess the
damage. For some odd reason my attention went back to the car Eda was
driving and how I had to keep moving so I wasn't blocking traffic with
the dumb truck...so I resumed driving.
By the time I got back to her place, my shirt was covered in blood,
but my nose had stopped bleeding. Eda had been completely unaware of the
assault so she totally freaked when she saw me get out of the car.
We spent the next hour or so in the emergency room waiting area, but
after calming Eda down and after she spoke with her sister (they all
practice medicine, so pick one) we left. I was feeling fine aside from
a minor headache. I'll get an x-ray done just as a precaution because Eda's pretty certain there was at least a minor fracture.
So I cleaned myself up and went back over to Karthik's place to pick up my little Sophie. I had a wonderful dinner and we got to finally show someone the cool cakes we had made (and we ate it too)!
I'm just grateful that everything turned out ok. The way I see it, I probably would have been just as angry and to be honest I don't know how I would have reacted. I've had some fairly disturbingly violent thoughts myself when I occasionally imagine a scenario where my loved ones are mistreated or put in harm's way by others. I would like to believe that I wouldn't resort to violence, but we are all capable of becoming irrational in these situations. Growing up, I always though that the "temporary insanity" plea was such a scam in legal proceedings but as an adult with a family of my own I can completely see it happening.
It doesn't justify the action the assailant took, but we're only human. I'm just glad he didn't have a gun.
but I digress...
We took a cake decorating class today! Karthik and Violeta babysat
little Sophie for us so we could have a little extended time together
(thanks guys!!). I got to learn how to work with fondant, a type of
rolled icing. The stuff is like play-doh (which incidentally is non
toxic so I guess you could technically use it to decorate cakes as
well). We learned how to make pearls and roses out of fondant too (the
leaves don't count because they were just cookie cutters). The end
result was surprisingly good for a first try, and much easier than
expected. I'll post some photos later.
Afterwards we rented a moving truck to go pick up a living room set
that Eda got a great deal for. At this pace we'll have all our
furniture before we move in to the new house!
I was following Eda back to her house in the rented truck but I
unfortunately cut someone off when I got on the road ( the blind spots
are HUGE). The guy had a classic case of road rage and cut me back off
and forced me to stop in the middle of Main street. He got out of the
car yelling and cussing and walked up to my window.
I had made a few mistakes up to this point:
1) I cut him off in the first place (accidentally)
2) I let him stop me in the middle of the road
3) I watched him walk up to the car angrily
4) I had my windows rolled down (they were already rolled down when I
got the truck because it was hot)
Before I knew it I got clocked across the face and the guy was gone. I
was stunned. I looked around and there was blood spatter everywhere,
but there are no mirrors inside moving trucks so I couldn't assess the
damage. For some odd reason my attention went back to the car Eda was
driving and how I had to keep moving so I wasn't blocking traffic with
the dumb truck...so I resumed driving.
By the time I got back to her place, my shirt was covered in blood,
but my nose had stopped bleeding. Eda had been completely unaware of the
assault so she totally freaked when she saw me get out of the car.
We spent the next hour or so in the emergency room waiting area, but
after calming Eda down and after she spoke with her sister (they all
practice medicine, so pick one) we left. I was feeling fine aside from
a minor headache. I'll get an x-ray done just as a precaution because Eda's pretty certain there was at least a minor fracture.
So I cleaned myself up and went back over to Karthik's place to pick up my little Sophie. I had a wonderful dinner and we got to finally show someone the cool cakes we had made (and we ate it too)!
I'm just grateful that everything turned out ok. The way I see it, I probably would have been just as angry and to be honest I don't know how I would have reacted. I've had some fairly disturbingly violent thoughts myself when I occasionally imagine a scenario where my loved ones are mistreated or put in harm's way by others. I would like to believe that I wouldn't resort to violence, but we are all capable of becoming irrational in these situations. Growing up, I always though that the "temporary insanity" plea was such a scam in legal proceedings but as an adult with a family of my own I can completely see it happening.
It doesn't justify the action the assailant took, but we're only human. I'm just glad he didn't have a gun.