That is a fabulous dress, Barb. Could you alter the sleeves?

Hmm... the cap sleeves are so shallow and my shoulders so wide, it might almost look like a very wide-strapped dress on me. Which I would be okay with. I just hate when they just dip over the slope of my shoulders because it's just not a Good Look on me. Love my wide shoulders, but there are times it presents a bit of a fashion challenge.

If you buy me that dress, I will carry out the vengence wish of your choice.

It would almost be worth it just to see you go totally medieval on your uncle.

Yeah, I had that bad wreck in Sedona. Totaled both cars, the mechanic said that as bad as the damage was, we should have been killed. It shook up the SO worse than me, I think, since I was on the side of the impact. Hit so hard that it knocked my glasses off

I got t-boned on the driver's side by an ambulance. t edit (Like Liese and flea and msbelle, except it hit the driver's side front-seat door [aka, me] dead center.) My car was a compact car (a Pontiac LeMans), and when I went to the junkyard(?) to get my stuff out of the car a few days later, I realized that the impact had shoved the driver's side bucket seat over into the passenger side hard enough that the passenger seat was pressed into the door.

I completely lost my glasses in that crash -- the driver's side window was closed before I got hit, and then when I regained consciousness I realized that a policeman was talking to me through an open space where the window should be. I assume that when the window shattered my glasses flew out.

Anyway, nothing happened to me in the crash other than some cuts and bruises. I have no idea how that's possible, given how smooshed my car was and how far it travelled after it got hit by the ambulance (~200 feet, maybe).

And the car was totalled.

t edit again How it hit me -- how I didn't notice an ambulance coming for me is a simple story: there was an accident at the next light up, and traffic was stopped in the direction I was going (eastbound). So I got in the middle (turning) lane to turn left across the westbound lane into a parking lot so that I could go back the other way.

When I turned left, crossing the westbound lane (which was empty, since westbound traffic was also stopped by the aforementioned accident), I didn't look left, because why would someone be driving eastbound in the westbound lane (i.e., illegally)? But I forgot about the whole ambulances-can-be-wherever-they-need-to-be thing.

I think they ambulance had the siren off since they were so close to the accident that they needed to get to, and I started my left turn as they were pretty much right on me.

How I love this dress. Love the color and the reverse print lining-- it's just so adorably springlike.

Barb, I just saw that dress this morning, and thought Hmm, but it has cap sleeves.

pinpricks from windshield glass

Oh, yeah, those are awful, aren't they? I didn't know they were happening, and later I was so mystified by them.

OK. Here's a random question: Anyone ever have a near-death experience? Like an accident, a near accident, or perhaps a medical condition where death was likely? If so, did it change your outlook on life? Did it make you glad to be alive, want to embrace life and all that?

I had a semi merge into my lane during a snowstorm and force me off an embankment, but luckily neither I nor my car were damaged. No particular outlook changes aside from "don't drive near Little Rock when it's snowing."

Whoa, Teppy. I ruptured my spleen sledding when I was 12 and definitely could have died, but no one told me. I only found out how serious it was years later, when near death from a spleen rupture was part of a Marcus Welby rerun.

Went to a play written by an old friend of the DH's last night and it was SO BAD, y'all. Just an egregiously self-indulgently bad "comedy" about sex and relationships, including fake orgasms onstage and terrible staging and the oft-repeated "profound" line "everybody lies...in bed."

the driver's side window was closed before I got hit, and then when I regained consciousness I realized that a policeman was talking to me through an open space where the window should be.

My sister and her GF got into an accident - my sister was driving and lost control on a patch of ice. Her car (a Tempo) rolled over a few times. Sis's GF was knocked unconscious - when she came to, she saw her dog was outside the car. At first she was confused as to how the dog got out, but then she noticed her window had shattered.

Relatedly, try not to be treated for an accident at the New London, WI hospital. What a bunch of fuckups.

I almost drowned when I was five. I've never been a fan of swimming since.

I've haven't been in any car accidents that were really bad. There was only one where the car couldn't be driven afterwords, but even then there weren't any injuries all the way around.

I realized that the impact had shoved the driver's side bucket seat over into the passenger side hard enough that the passenger seat was pressed into the door.

Yep, same thing with mine. The passenger side door was still "latched" but was pushed out at the bottom from the car frame by the passenger seat which was sticking out about 3 inches. SO NOT RIGHT. Also? I drove the crinkled up car (it was sort of in a U shape) away from that accident to get to my mom's office.

I've been lurking along as usual, thinking I was lucky to have nothing to add to this conversation, but Gudanov reminded me, I almost drown when I was 5 as well!

It was at a neighbours pool, but then my parents built a pool that year (?) and I was a water baby ever since. So no lasting changes to my outlook on the water, anyway.