Just got back from a quick getaway to Cancun, which was lovely and beautiful, except for the above. Yes, that’s right, we got into a rather ugly car accident where our car happily went *crunch*. According to my friend, cars nowadays are designed to crumple more easily so that the car takes on more of the impact. Older models used to be built more sturdily so that neither car nor person would crumple upon impact, but passengers inside would experience extreme whiplash. The current accordion-like cars are able to spare the passengers of the indignity of having to wear a neck brace for weeks after the accident.

I can’t tell you if that’s necessarily true, but at least we all came out of that crumpled compact car shaken, but unhurt. I’d like to happily report that no neck braces were required.

For next time: Zhu being driven away in the vehicle of a Mexican police officer.

I really need to stop reading Maureen Dowd. It always makes me unhappy. Today, she brings me this bad news:

“Across the happiness data, the one thing in life that will make you less happy is having children,” said Betsey Stevenson, an assistant professor at Wharton…

Luckily, no children yet. Unless you count Molly and Hops.