Featured here is a picture of my car. So, clearly, this is not good. My husband arranges for a rental car, I sit inside, and it smells like Cheech and/or Chong has been living in the car for several decades. And, as upset as I felt about the accident (that our sitter was in….with my car…), whenever I thought of 'The Ganja Mobile' it made me laugh. The whole situation reminds me of something I asked a dear friend during her time of stress: 'Is there anything humorous about this situation?' Well girls, there's mine. Happy Friday.