Did I ever tell you that snowballs were bite sized?
I triple-dog dare ya to eat one in a single bite.
Goodness me, misstee! Seems like you don’t do things in half-measures!
I’m so glad that you and your daughter came out of it relatively unscathed.
Good luck with the new car, too, and yeah, go on, get a Mustang -they’re a great looking car!
Didn’t auntie em and I tell you that misfortune would hunt you down and wiggle its way up your bum if you kept on leaving us out of these mini-Dopefests? (If we didn’t, we meant to. You’re probably on our list. We tend to throw out a lot of curses these days, so it’s hard to keep track; we probably need a spreadsheet or something. I think the rise in curses is because we’re more evil as we grow older–and we’re not as much in league with Satan as we are CEO of a group which lists him as a minor subsidiary. I think he sells hot-cross buns these days.)
Anyway, I’m glad that you and the lil’ girlie-girl are okay. And I’m even gladder (:)) that you now have a secret that you will e-mail me so that I can know, well, another secret. I’m sure you understand. 
Done.
Hey, you weren’t even paying attention, were you?
Email sent your way SkipMagic.
Can you lift the curse now, please, I am begging you?
After much deliberation and sacrificing and consumption and partying with dead animals, auntie em and I decided to lift the curse. The e-mail satisfied us; it amused us; it lifted our pleated skirts and paddled our bums.
We are happy.
Yikes!! So is it true what they say, “First you say it, then you do it!” ? Sooooo glad you’re OK!! (and that your daughter is into “fun” rather than “I’m scared to ride in the car ever again”).
Good for you for maintaining your sense of humor. On our 10th wedding anniversary, PapaZappa and I were on a winding country road going out to dinner. Teenager coming the other way lost control on wet pavement and hit us head on. Once we figured out we were all safe (reminder, wear seatbelts! that’s why I’m around to type this) we got kind of giddy. After the police arrived and were filling out forms etc., I said to my beloved - quite loudly so everyone would hear - “How are you going to explain this to your WIFE???”. 
Go take some Advil and a hot bath. I know you’re achin’ like hell right now.