Go for the gold; give her an Uber gift card for your anniversary.

One time I watched Mrs DF slo mo back into a concrete light post base in the grocery store parking lot.... Nothing I could do but laugh at the look on her face at she sheepishly peered through the windshield at me across the parking lot. LOL She would kill me if she read this site.

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Originally posted by darthfuster:
One time I watched Mrs DF slo mo back into a concrete light post base in the grocery store parking lot.... Nothing I could do but laugh at the look on her face at she sheepishly peered through the windshield at me across the parking lot. LOL She would kill me if she read this site.

I know where you live. Hmmmmmm. What do I need, what do I need????

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Originally posted by darthfuster:
One time I watched Mrs DF slo mo back into a concrete light post base in the grocery store parking lot.... Nothing I could do but laugh at the look on her face at she sheepishly peered through the windshield at me across the parking lot. LOL She would kill me if she read this site.

A suburban with barn doors?

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Originally posted by BB61:

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Originally posted by darthfuster:
One time I watched Mrs DF slo mo back into a concrete light post base in the grocery store parking lot.... Nothing I could do but laugh at the look on her face at she sheepishly peered through the windshield at me across the parking lot. LOL She would kill me if she read this site.

I know where you live. Hmmmmmm. What do I need, what do I need????

I will look right into her eyes and lie bold faced.

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You could always say, 'Hey, at least you didn't crash through the garage door again like Mrs DF....'

To paraphrase someone's sig line, "you hardly learn anything the 2nd time you crash through a garage door"

She hit two obstructions in the past year requiring body work, top one was $4600. Yesterday I get in the vehicle, fuel remaining shows 13 miles until empty.

Of course she finds some reason to deflect everything towards me. This is a 2017 CR-V.

This morning the house is at 62 degrees(ref the menopause thread). I’m off to work soon.

Not sure where this all leads?

My wife is a really good driver, be it car or motorcycle. Great situational awareness, almost psychic ability to predict what other drivers will do, and she is prepared to deal with their actions.

With that in mind, this is a classic: She had broken a bone in her foot and had surgery to tie the bone together with wire. She was wearing a boot cast that allowed her to walk and basically do everything that she needed to do, but she could not really feel what she was doing with her right foot.

She needed to move her car closer to the garage in the driveway to make room for a visitor to park behind her. When she got within a couple of inches of the garage she stepped on the brake, but the car kept moving forward. The harder she stepped on the brake, the louder the engine got. Due to the boot cast, she did not realize that she was stepping on two pedals at the same time -- brake and accelerator.

We wound up replacing the garage door.

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Originally posted by darthfuster:
You could always say, 'Hey, at least you didn't crash through the garage door again like Mrs DF....'

To paraphrase someone's sig line, "you hardly learn anything the 2nd time you crash through a garage door"

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Originally posted by tatortodd:

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Originally posted by darthfuster:
You could always say, 'Hey, at least you didn't crash through the garage door again like Mrs DF....'

To paraphrase someone's sig line, "you hardly learn anything the 2nd time you crash through a garage door"

Somehow I'm going to innocently work that into a conversation with her in the next little while....

Many years ago, my wife and I had just watched the Modern Family episode where the female Asian Dr. just got done explaining how she is not some Asian stereotype, right before she backs into the trash cans.

https://vimeo.com/10001275

About a week later my Asian wife backed into our trash can.

I lovingly gave her crap about it for about a year until I accidently backed into our garage door while rushing to leave one day.

Hey, thanks for posting. I read this last night. My wife rear-ended my car in the driveway this morning.

Everything seems to work in terms of backup sensors, lights, and transmission. I'm inclined to leave the bumper cosmetic damage alone. She offered to get repairs, but it's been 5 years since she said she'd arrange for painters to take care of the front railing of the house.

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Just so you all know, "Call AAA" is not an acceptable answer either. *s*

That is why you pay the monthly fee. Let those SOBs handle it.

Variation on the theme in my case. I was driving and hit a deer in broad daylight. I was yawning and had one eye closed when the deer just materialized in front of me. So, I called Mrs. Shellaque. At that point she had been in the auto insurance business for about a dozen years and had held every job from CS rep to underwriting to claims. With one call I got everything I need to know as well as what I had to take care of and whet she would take care of. She called the Highway Patrol for me as well as the tow company and the concierge station, so when I got there they already had the loaner waiting for me. It was absolutely seamless. The problem came when I had to tell her that I was driving HER brand....new....car. The phone turned to ice in my hand.

I’ve backed in to more things than my wife has. Only her recent episode led to damage to a -yes—parked car, but the lady shouldn’t have parked her car there anyway. Anyway that one got our insurance premium raised...on all our cars....

Please keep ‘em comin’, I’m enjoying this thread a lot!

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Originally posted by Blaque Jacque Shellaque:
Variation on the theme in my case. I was driving and hit a deer in broad daylight. I was yawning and had one eye closed when the deer just materialized in front of me. So, I called Mrs. Shellaque. At that point she had been in the auto insurance business for about a dozen years and had held every job from CS rep to underwriting to claims. With one call I got everything I need to know as well as what I had to take care of and whet she would take care of. She called the Highway Patrol for me as well as the tow company and the concierge station, so when I got there they already had the loaner waiting for me. It was absolutely seamless. The problem came when I had to tell her that I was driving HER brand....new....car. The phone turned to ice in my hand.

The last sentence made me wince...