Because it wouldn't be home without a proper welcome.

Today was a decent day, until about 9:30PM. I spent a majority of the day with my dad, made a trip to good old Wal-mart so he could pick up a new TV, we cooked some chicken on the grill, then it was time for me to leave. He tells me to just take his car, because I didn't have anything to drive. So, I load the kids up in his car, and hit the road. He lives about 25 minutes from where I'm staying and I have to take a county highway to get from his place to my mother's house.

I got 4 miles out of town, and hit a deer. A decent sized one too. Trashed the driver's side front quarter panel, shattered the driver's side window, caved in the driver's side door, and put a dent just behind the driver's side door.

I have no idea what the estimate will be, but I know it won't be pretty.

Oh yeah, he's sort of pissed off right now. I'll try to take a picture or two, but he might smack me if he catches me doing it.

At least I killed that bastard.