Are You Kidding Me?

Dear A**holes Out There Driving This Morning,

How freakin hard is it to stop and let a car pass in front of you? Are you so much in a gard damn hurry that you've lost all of your common courtesy? And Holy Hell No, why would you let TWO cars through the line of traffic? I get that everybody is on their way to get to where they need to be, but me and the driver in front of me sat waiting to take a left on a busy street, into the flow of traffic for what seemed like an eternity! I was floored!

The person on the car in front of me must have been pissed too because as he inched closer into oncoming traffic, just to let them know he was there, trying to go left, you all swerved around him like he was an idiot! It was sort of like a game then...with all of you giving him dirty looks and swerving around him like maniacs.

I have to know... how hard is it to let someone go in front of you?? How many seconds out of your precious day will it cost you to be NICE? And a whole line of parading as*hole drivers for minutes on end?? What are the odds of that happening?

Really, I have only to thank you because when we finally did get through traffic, I stopped for every car that I saw on the road today. Every one, and it felt amazing! I took a pleasure in knowing that that tiny gesture of common road courtesy quite possibly got someone to where they needed to be a bit faster, and a lot more pleasant for sure. I took great pride in knowing that I was not the selfish butt hole that you all are.

Thanks for the reminder that a good deed never goes unpunished.
I'm sure all your a**hole friends that were behind me today when I stopped for every car that needed it where pretty pissed too!

xoxo-
Candy

Fun, Fun, Fun, Till Her Daddy Takes The T-Bird Away

It's been so wonderful having Frick home from college. Everybody is happy to be a complete family unit again. Even the dogs! I notice that Frick and Frack have a new found love and respect for each other, which is VERY rare and something I do not want to disturb. Part of this new buddy relationship may relate to the fact that they do not have to share a car anymore.

Quick back story: Frick left for college in August of 2012. Frack did not have his driver's licence at that time, so Frick's car sat unused until Frack got his licence in Feb 2013. Said car then became Frack's car, and you know how  a boy feels about his first car. When Frick came home on the occasional weekend during the year, it wasn't always smooth negotiations between the two of them for the car. BUT, lucky for us, we have 4 cars, and My Guy and I only need a car each for driving to work and back. Precious evenings out with their friends were salvaged by the parents carpooling at night. Problem temporarily solved right?

Wrong.

Now that we have Frick all to ourselves for the summer, the need for everyone to have their own car has reached a crescendo.Summer jobs, Frack still in school, my job, My Guy's job, we all need our own wheels. So what are we to do? Again, I said we are fortunate enough to have 4 cars. The fourth car is what we will call "the race car", and it's a two seater, five speed. The only one's that can drive a five speed in the family are My Guy and myself. The race car is a a little showy for My Guy to pull up to his office everyday, so guess who has to take one for the team and drive the rag top, race car everyday???

Oh hell YES! It's meee! and I'm loving it!

I have to say, driving a five speed is very freeing, especially when the top is down and the wind is blowing through your hair, but it's a lot of work too. It's definitely not as smooth sailing as an automatic, but who the hell cares? The work out, (I'm definitely getting an arm workout) and the power I am experiencing daily is a complete blast!! Heck, I may never give up this car. If it weren't for the severe winter weather here, one would have a hard time prying the key from my hand later in the year.

Nothing erases the stresses of a long day at work like the ride home, top down, in my race car and I'm taking downshifting to a whole new art form. I'm also feeling like I want my kids to experience this kind of joy, so I'm thinking it's time to teach them.But then again, if I do that, I may never see the race car again.

In fact, they may start fighting over the race car, and then we would be back to square one again.

No, I'm going to wait on Frick and Frack's stick shift lessons until later in the summer and keep on having my own personal fun. Because once I bring them in on the party, I know exactly what will happen.

It will be just like dear old dad taking my T-Bird away.