Glad its over... or Why I HATE February

Its no real secret amongst my friends how much I hate the month of February. Its not for its abbreviated time line or the fact that what used to be 2 separate days off to observe the birthdays and accomplishments of 2 individual President's has now become one day off for the shear sake of consumerism. Whatever...
Its just that everything that has knocked my world for a loop seems to have happened in the month of February.


Crashed Bike Feb 9, 1980 Face VS Concrete
Knocked my teeth out
(forced trough the worst time of my life with plastic teeth or caps that were made to big for my "growing" mouth)

Hit by a car Feb 14, 1983 Bicycle Vs. Mazda RX-7
Wrecked my bike broke my helmet
(on way to dentist in Scottsdale to have work done to teeth I'd knocked out 3 years earlier)

Car accident Feb 19, 1985 MG Midget VS Pontiac Trans Am
Totaled my Dad's 1975 MG Midget
(Girl I was dating and trying to impress broke her shoulder... never went out again)

Hit by a car Feb 23,1995 1979 Honda XL-500 Flat track bike VS 1988 Delta 88
Totaled my bike AND my camera. Broke BOTH of my knees (Shoved car antenna THROUGH my right knee; splitting my femur and snapped the Post-Cruciate ligament in half and my left wrist.
(STILL graduated from college and got into Grad school AND moved across country in my truck and had to learn how to walk again.... )

Dad Died Feb 20, 2002



-See what I mean?