*sigh*

Last week I got rear ended in my car. It happens.

Two days later my neck hurts, pretty bad.

Sometimes life gives you lemons... and the doctor gives you vicodin.

I hate pills. I feel like a school bus. Don't ask.

And I haven't even taken any for 24+ hours.

So instead of getting angry, or in spite of it I photographed things in my yard... Mostly because I still can't concentrate enough to do my math homework.

Grace and Peace